Rad But Sad.

Another year hoping things will be different.

as a girl i should be able to speak directly to the moon

"slut era" i say as i rot and decay in my bedroom and watch the years pass me by as i miss out on core experiences other people my age are having while i think about the past

"you don't owe anyone anything" You are a tar pit. Speak for yourself. I personally owe the cafe employees my dishes put away and my friends a listening ear and small scared insects a cup and a gentle trip outside. Hyperindividualism is a rancid infection borne of capitalism and willfully misinterpreted therapyspeak and I will defy it by continuing to be kind regardless of whether or not it benefits me personally

i love laying in bed. does anything beat being comfy in bed, underneath the covers, and hugging a pillow? i don’t think so

me and my undying urge to be someone’s favorite

"Your love language is what you were deprived of as a child" actually no you're allowed to want, prefer and like things without everything tracing back to some dormant unprocessed trauma. You can just say you want to bounce on it without having to explain how as a child you always wanted - but never got - a trampoline.

no i dont want anythign i just wanna be on this shitty dashboard with you

"i asked chatgpt" "i asked grok" well ive spent all of my life searching the words of poets and saints and prophets and kings and now at the end all i know that ive learned is that all that i know is i dont know a thing

The intimacy of “i can handle you”

have we tried sitting completely still in a dark room, my liege?

i want the world to stop for like 1 year so i can rest