isabella

in her DMs giving away my weaknesses with reckless abandon

i think it is important to recognize the ways in which your favorite thing sucks. i think it keeps u normal

hey guysss so unfortunately the rumors are true and im leaving the narrative. Buttt the good news is my absence will create such a gaping hole in your lives that it will become a sort of presence itself, and so in a way it will kind of be like i never left! But i am. Leaving just to be clear.

getting kicked off love island for just swimming in the pool and not talking to anyone

a severe thursday warning is in effect. take shelter now.

as much as i poke fun at “tumblr prose,” i will acknowledge that sometimes when you’re writing and you’re really in the groove, you’re really feeling yourself, you’re on your capital-a Author shit, and you write a line that makes you go, “oh yeah, this is the Good Shit. this is so Subtle and Says So Much. this is Characterization. this is Themes and Motifs. you could write a whole essay about this one line. the master of the craft strikes again!” and then a month or whatever later when you’re editing you read over it again with post-write clarity and you realize you wrote some real “people die when they’re killed” bullshit

if youre in the US (especially the northeast + michigan) i would avoid bagged salads/greens and generally wash your produce very thoroughly unless you want the diarrhea parasite

It's all happening hopelessly, as dictated by blood. One girl removes her presence from the house; another arrives when veils of rain draw across the landscape, seeking a odd volume that contains a genealogy.