Mess Of Obsessions

walking into a museum and the little info cards by each artwork just says "credit to the artist!" "lmk if ur the artist and want me to tag u" "found this on pinterest :)"

the spirit is unwilling and the flesh it feels not so good also

There's literally nothing better about something that just makes an entire room laugh harder and harder with every moment. No words, no explinations, no one talking, just pure laughter.

What are you even supposed to eat for dinner

And it’s like. Like it’s everyday girls.

the uncontrollable urge to know how people describe me to others

this is so late renaissance early mannerism. the controversial male nudity? the lighting and value on the figurenof emphasis?? him bathed in light and placed ABOVE while the police are clad in dark and BELOW?? Uh HES HITTING THE CONTRAPPOSTO??

no but the problem is i want yesterday's strawberry matcha. and the sunlight from 3 years ago. and to bask in my favorite scent instead of remembering who i used to be excited to wear it for.

very grateful to live in a world with foggy september mornings. never kill yourself

i know it’s october now but the sentiment still stands

the moon is literally my favourite circle

“Having an affair” is such a funny way to describe cheating. There is marriage and then there is the situation. I had a wife and then an event happened to me.

when janelle monae finished telling me about how everything is sex except sex (which is power) and hit me with that “now ask yourself who’s screwing you” for the first time, i ascended far beyond this plane and met with the deity that rules this universe before coming back into my body a fully enlightened being

michel foucault was bald because janelle monae spoke these lyrics to him through a rift in spacetime and immolated his wig 

no i havent seen that critically acclaimed movie with significant relevance to culture. no yeah, still working through bad stuff from other decades