give me something pretty to wear beneath my bloodstained clothes

I don't do "art studies," i draw "wrong" until I get an epiphany from god

Knuckle tattoo that says %APP DATA

“global birth rates are declining”…… yeah and so are the reblog rates on tumblr.com too, so what now

sometimes i have strong opinions but they're also so inane that halfway through writing a post i'll be like "yeah, this is Absolutely not worth the energy it's taking" and delete everything. but then the opinion is still in my head. and i still want to share it. so within five minutes i go "you know, i bet i can phrase it more succinctly this time" and anyway. you all see where this is going. sometimes i do this four times in a row before i give up on the specific inane opinion and instead write a vague post about the concept of opinions as if that'll satisfy the urge to post the entirety of my inner monologue online. may or may not be relevant to what you're reading right now. and now all our lives have been enriched. you're welcome