feral pixie dream girl

imagine hating me and it’s just me in my room evil and mean and deserving of your loath

I kind of miss the impulsivity that certain spaces used to allow. oh you want a hair cut today? hairdresser in the corner can fit you in before her 2 o’clock. tattoo of a cobra… sure leg or arm? even concerts, back when you could go to the box office thirty mins before any show. not saying these things don’t exist at all, but everything feels booked five months in advance and 10x more expensive

we're moving to an internet where children would be banned from reaching out for help and friendship online but abusive parents can post their children's every second online to humiliate and expose them for money with no pushback

sorry but once you notice how often ppl use a southern accent as shorthand for being unintelligent you can never unsee it. classism is baked so deeply and why are you acting like anyone who talks the way my grandfather talks is stupid.

they want you to care more about 'job' than yaoi... don't fall for this scam

when i try to be nice to myself: he's not gonna fuck you bro

can't believe the only options are 30 minutes early or 10 minutes late. if only there were some other way. but what can you do

when you’re already in a bad mood and then you see a man with a stupid fucking mustache

not a caller not a texter but a secret third thing

don’t contact me. ever

[the most low energy you have ever seen me] we’re about to go crazy mode

there should be a cool, chill way to say things like “I’m struggling” or “I’m having a hard time” that doesn’t imply you might have needs