queen of the half crown

pretty sexy of me to keep going despite each day being more unbearable than the last

being alive is like a whole fucking thing dude ive only been here 23 years and can only really remember like 10 of those years at most and yet im literally immobilized by fear and anxiety i have no clue what i want and yet i am mad at myself for not moving fast enough? like towards what? for who? who is even going to hand me a medal for living correctly? like what would happen if i was just content but like no one knew and i told no one. would that still count? i think it would

Treat spiders the way you want to be treated

Killed without hesitation

anyone wanna buy me $400 worth of clothing for nothing in return 

Still find it weird that hating billionaires is not a more universal feeling.

It shouldn’t matter if you are a leftist or right wing, how do you look at people hoarding billions of dollars and think “oh, this is actually good. I’m sure they earned that fair and square. They will make good usage of it”

google search: how to take a break from the linear flow of time

what do people in their twentys do except go to the grocery store……….

sometimes we lie in bed paralyzed by the knowledge that life is neither meaningful nor enjoyable

and then we go get snacks

*eyes snap open at 3:47am* i’m unlovable