(voice of a person spiralling) its embarrassing but i still havent figured out if its ok for me to be alive

i get upset when i have to revoke my love from people. like damn, i didn't even get to love you as much as i wanted to

“my life seems to be nothing but a series of remorse, of wrong choices, of irreversible mistakes."

At this point I will pay someone to beat the hopeless romantic out of me

I've never been casual about anything in my life, don't even say that word around me.

have you reopened the wound? will you reopen the wound? when will you reopen the wound?

why is everyone so mean. how aren’t you tired

men should learn more about female desire and eroticism and devotion and passion and less about porn

everybody is so full of lust. bring back real lovers.

shoutout to people whose kindness isn't a strategy but a way of life

While everyone else is full of life, here I am waiting for my death.

as my final act of love I will disappear

eating disorders and abortions are two things that are like, spoken about in most mainstream discourse as though they are pretty rare and aberrant, but then when you’re actually friends with a lot of women you come to find out that they are extremely extremely common and kind of banal & mundane