Lola's journal

“what radicalized you” bro EMPATHY

"what radicalized you" well in kindergarten they told me to share things and be nice to people.

backache, headache, stomachache

its september time to build a new life

if you really loved me you would give me a job that pays a 6 figure salary for part time hours that is simple and easy for neurotic women

florence welch was right. it picks me up puts me down chews me up spits me out a hundred times a day picks me up puts me down i'm always running from something i push it back but it keeps on coming and being clever never got me very far

A comfy and wholesome relationship 🤝 rough and nasty sex

i love you purple i love you lavender i love you lilac i love you wisteria i love you violet i love you mauve i love you periwinkle i love you amethyst i love you

I may not have a lot going for me, but I do have very suckable tits so that’s something

I’m so glad they invented laying on a man’s chest

I want to follow him around like a cat and run in front of his feet and trip him

I am, as the novelists say, in need of seaside air

friendly reminder that YOU 🫵 can make even the most relaxing innocuous activities into high stress situations if you’re mentally ill enough. always believe in yourself and your incapacity to conquer catastrophic thinking!

I must sleep. Sleep is the mind-healer. Sleep is the big-life that brings total ability to fucking do anything. I will face my bed. I will permit the blankie to pass over me and snores to pass through me. And when sleep has gone past I will turn the outer eye to greet the new morning. When the sleep has gone there will be everything. Energy and will to live will remain.

Born to be a lover girl forced to be nonchalant