Lébean

i have decided i no longer exist delete me from ur consciousness

I bet your soul tastes delicious, let me try it

Girls who send you nudes and dirty messages while you’re in work are both a blessing and a fucking curse.

never kill yourself. discovering music is literally endless. you know songs? they're always making new ones

september was practice… in october I’m getting my shit together

in november I'm getting my shit together

in december I’m getting my shit together

god didn't give me a dick because he knew I'd get hard when I heard a rich choral harmony

the sexual tension between me and isolation

everyone be like oh i can handle your disorders until it starts disordering

B🎃🎃BS.

People who are meant for you, hear you differently. Stop explaining yourself!

I love people who just allow me to be quiet .

in the club fully sober politely informing my friends that I don't like loud sounds and will be leaving early