Jo

Bitch I don’t even know you. And you’re a deer.

let's play a game it's called how long can i pretend i don't have basic needs and human emotions

Im gonna shuffle my giant playlist of every song i like and if the very first one that plays isnt exactly what i want to hear right this second im gna lose it

tumblr is the only place that im honest, how do you tell your instagram followers that you just saw a bird that changed your life? they are soulless on that app, they dont give a fuck

unfortunately a lot of the corny self help advice turns out to be true but the thing is you have to come to those conclusions yourself otherwise it just sounds dismissive and dumb

I’m fine

I need divine intervention

beauty standards are so fucked up what happened to i love your body because it's you. what then.

people get hotter the more you like them that's just science

“you should be at the club” Brother I should literally be sent to the seaside for my health

there is a deep pathological sadness and loneliness you just can’t shake off that comes from having a traumatic childhood and broken family which I still haven’t come to terms with