people should just exist

I feel like I need to be re-socialised like a feral cat.

I love paintings. someone felt so much about this that they spent hours, days, months, years trying to immortalise it as best they could. they painstakingly left tiny touches of a brush just so other people could see it too. and the best thing is we see it through their eyes, through their love or hate or passion or whatever it was that filled them with enough emotion to create, to share. people always have and always will find ways to share through art. people will always be people.

“Act ladylike” how about I kill you what then

i’m like if a man and a woman had a baby and it grew up in a tumultuous society with undiagnosed mental disorders and unrestricted internet access

grant me the serenity to kill you with a brick, the courage to kill you with a brick, and the wisdom to kill you with a brick. amen

nice personality disorder did your mom give it to you

actually yes

An update regarding this absolute lie I told. I really am terrible sorry my love. I’m coming up on a break from both work and school and I plan to get back to writing a bit more then. For now, just know I see you and i’m working on your request whenever I get the chance <3