*screeches*

I don’t ‘zone out’. Being zoned out is my default state, and I occasionally zone back in to check how things are going.

sometimes its just like *street lights reflecting off the wet asphalt at night* maybe life isnt so ugly after all

Adulthood isn’t bad, it’s just the labor of maintaining your existence under capitalism in isolation that sucks

when i was a teenager it felt very revolutionary to be cruel to myself. like some kind of slow passive protest against how much everything hurt. i starved myself of sleep and food and tenderness because it felt right. it felt sharp and angry and radical and i wanted to be those things. adulthood is the realisation that the world is already working to cut into you well before you learn how to do it yourself. caring for yourself and others is the real protest

oh hey sorry I’ve been distant lately…. I’ve been really busy having a brain that is bad

people ask me what im into im just like um idk quiet things alone things

please stop sending me typo corrections about my posts. I don’t proofread before I publish them because I am too sexy and cool