Чтоб с тоскою в пути не встречаться

"oh? this gun hanging on the wall?", she chuckled narratively.

HAVE THAT CHARACTER GAIN WEIGHT AS A SIGN OF HEALING: NOW

happy Barely Keeping It Together Wednesday to all who celebrate

i know the way people talk about their pets now is probably how we’ve been doing it for all of history. a cat owner in ancient rome saw their cat lounging on the dining pillows and commented “he thinks himself to be the senator claudius 🤣”

no one says big mood anymore. no one even says mood. no one says anything. all thats left is a dry wind, that scours my face until i bleed

microdosing hell by being awake and literate

the mystery bruises you're getting aren't from anemia or something stupid like that. they're from me. i go into your house while you're asleep and softly hit you with hammers until i am satisfied