strange human

fuck baby ur so hot i wanna do the dishes with u and make u hot tea when ur sick

if you're not obsessed with anything weird and niche please try harder. stop going outside for a while. consider getting weirder about the things you already like

I love personalization. I love stickers on water bottles and on laptops. I love shitty marker drawing on the toes of converse. I love hand embroidered doodles on jeans. I love posters on walls. I love knick knacks on shelves. I love jewelry with goofy charms. I love when people take things and make them theirs.

mentally taking a drag of my mental cigarette because I don’t smoke but life has been very smokable lately

there is no unlived life or alternative reality where everything went right…. there is only here and now what are you going to do with it

anne carson wrote beautifully about this: “i’m not saying move back towards life, i’m saying the future isn’t elsewhere. we’re locked in a spaceship, h of h, we have nothing but continuing.”

i understand why van gogh cut off his ear and shot himself in the middle of an open field like i get it now

they call me an undercover agent. the way i’m. under the covers :) cozy in bed :)

they call me a sleeper agent the way i. well. i shan’t say.