i mean this forever.

If you see me like your vent post that is me giving u a lil hug, I do not enjoy your suffering

cradling the em dash in my hands what the fuck have they done to you

i cannot hate myself into a version of me i will love.

i cannot punish myself in any way that will unmake the past.

I can though, I'm just that good.

actually, that sex scene is load-bearing

ah shit they're gaining on us. we gotta jettison some weight. throw all those stolen boomerangs out we don't need em

On it, boss!

Bad news, boss!

im always up at ass o clock doing god knows what

girl who has ibuprofen: I have ibuprofen if you need it btw

having a best friend who meets your level of freak is unmatched. you present them with the most unhinged, deeply buried thought from the depths of your psyche and instead of blinking blankly they just go "oh absolutely"—and I think that mutual brain rot like that is the highest form of intimacy actually.

i am just moved by everything now. i'm porous and everything gets inside me

This is the Carrie Fisher post of body positivity reblog for a chocolate bar from her fridge

hello pervert with excellent music taste