with arms unfolding

no one says big mood anymore. no one even says mood. no one says anything. all thats left is a dry wind, that scours my face until i bleed

"i think", i say, about my own ocs, who i made,

platonic attraction sucks ass who’s idea was this. yeah i think you’re super nice and funny and i go out of my way to talk to you when i can 🙄 i don’t know if you consider us friends but i hope you do. no im not in love with you or anything i just really want to be your friend. you can bash my skull in with a hammer if you want

they love me because I be saying shit like alas and perchance

last night I said 'how fortuitous' unironically

If you had to sing a child to sleep RIGHT NOW what would you sing and it CANT BE a lullaby it has to be a regular song

i'm such yayybait. i'm such yippee!bait. i love to become ensnared in delight

additional note. why do we call it “religious experience.” shouldn’t it be a “spiritual experience.” “religious experience” implies one is like, connecting with a specific religious doctrine or something. like you orgasm so good that you specifically fully grasp the talmud

I need to make something really elaborate and cool (doesn't move