i hope shein gets shut down i hope ai projects get shut down i hope billionaires go bankrupt i hope public transportation expands fast i am so tired of the world’s bs

every summer night without fail is like . i should be in love right now but instead this loneliness envelopes me like a second skin

”match my freak” match my melancholy. be nostalgic about a past you weren’t even that happy in. find something to be haunted about throughout every second of your day

you ever speak to your best friend and it just absolutely centres you. oh yeah none of that shit matters. I love you

and is your shame helpful? is it inspiring goodness and change? or is it keeping you frozen in time unable to move on and be everything you have expanded to be?

Spending money feels so scary till I remember I am alive and have to make this life count