twentyone on fire

I love tumblr more than IG bc IG feels like I’m posting looking for a job but on here it’s like I already lost the job and my wife and the house and I’m just sitting on the curb talking to myself

every 5 minutes i go wow i NEED to kill myself and then i ignore it because i have things to do

Im so used to my queer echochamber that when a woman doesnt have armpit hair its like a jumpscare

guy currently hurtling toward a migraine at a rate that would impress most astrophysicists: i wonder wgat is happening in my beautiful telephone

can everyone get woke again. I miss her. I miss woke.

and by woke I mean aware of racism. the original meaning. don't do stupid bullshit here. woke = aware of racism . ok

btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

does the body ALWAYS have to keep the score? maybe we could just have a friendly game this time. maybe we can just have fun without putting numbers on it

they should invent an enough that is enough

i can’t remember if i wrote this about ocd or money or buddhism or doom scrolling or self image or time or grief

im not a girl Unless ☝️ im being told to go piss

would u still love me if i were stuck in a cycle i've never been able to break

onto better things thursday

we exist for love btw