emotional masochist

I hope we meet again in a dream, sometime soon.

There is an animal inside all of us. I met mine tonight.

where are you i need you where are you i need you where are you where are you where are you i need you

I dreamt of you, again last night, of us. My soul is calling out to you. Or perhaps yours to me.

Turns out I actually have zero desire to be on facebook. It was just there and available with an endless spew of trash for me to inject into my eyeballs and distract me from literally anything. Reading is cool. Handicrafts are cool. Getting outside is cool.

I'm so fucking sick in the head. Take the rose colored glasses off you stupid, fucking girl.

Something keeps bringing me back to scream into this void.

I have made this my official scrollphone™️. Yall have been relegated here for a while but now ig and fb have joined the depths. I simply have gotta get outta those apps

i had a dream we reconnected. brought back into an intersecting orbit by chance, and happenstance. but isn't that all a meeting of two souls ever is? chance. chance and happenstance and a little bit of magic.

I think I'm ur baby

I can feel a metamorphosis coming

Idgaf about Jimothy like that oh my goddddd. Y'all want to ride every little thing to the bitter end.