pity no stars

AI could never recreate the spirit of a teenage girl with a shitty editing app

work tomorrow is one of the worst things that can happen to you

I just tend my garden (this tumblr) and mind my business.

[the most low energy you have ever seen me] we’re about to go crazy mode

I kind of miss the impulsivity that certain spaces used to allow. oh you want a hair cut today? hairdresser in the corner can fit you in before her 2 o’clock. tattoo of a cobra… sure leg or arm? even concerts, back when you could go to the box office thirty mins before any show. not saying these things don’t exist at all, but everything feels booked five months in advance and 10x more expensive

I got drunk and I just want y’all to know. It is NEVER okay to like someone. Like Romantically

there are corners of this website where the year is still 2013. and sometimes, on beautiful nights when the veil is thin, you can find them . if you know where to look

iwtv seasons one and two was like being tucked into bed and read a heartbreaking story by Louis du pointe du lac. The Vampire Lestat is like your blackout drunk uncle trying to tell you an anecdote at a family gathering

i love when bigots accidentally paint a picture of a beautiful new world. "the woke left want the government to be run by lesbians" "i went to pride and its 90% trans propaganda now" "theyre teaching your chldren to be communist in school" omg do you promise 🥺

the urge to completely vanish from civilization and become the local cryptid who lives in a crumbling greenhouse deep in the woods, only seen by villagers as a silhouette tending to forbidden ferns at midnight.