anjo

they should invent a body that feels normal to be inside of

"it's just stress" oh thank god, it's just the silent killer that slowly kills you, perfectly harmless, no need to worry

don’t take my defeatism too seriously I will always begin again and again no matter what

I might sound miserable most of the time but at my core I’m a very hopeful person

i dont know how people handle the world without looking at pictures of little tiny mice sitting on wheat

A truthberry might make you tell the truth... But a lieberry? A lieberry will loan you books

i literally cannot convey how long i fucking laughed after i realized that boobytrap backwards is partyboob

i really hope that this does not end up being the text post that defines my entire tumblr career

the lion concerns himself with everything

i bring an “excluded since childhood” vibe to the function

i don't have any notifications to check lately. only yours, and sometimes my brother's. perhaps it'll be good for me, to be isolated from the world. perhaps all this shunning will one day leave me shining. but that's a stupid thought. i know i can't be alone, i know i'll forever be parched, and yet i still try to look at the glass half full? how silly of me. i must change and conform to the world's liking, for this solitude cannot possibly do me any good. perhaps then my notifications will flood again, my messages not left on delivered. perhaps the version of me that is true and raw is simply not meant for this world. we all don masks, so why can't i? i shall let you know when i am no longer i.