done healing my inner child. next up is my inner teen. her highness demands a sword.

I’ve tricked myself into thinking I’m normal by constructing an environment and daily routine that supports all my needs, but then once I leave it I collapse like a deep sea fish being taken to the surface

i left a poem out over night. one hundred lovesick beetles and ants in the kitchen

it's rotten work, but without the rot nothing can grow

it's rotten work but decay is an essential part of the cycle of death and rebirth

summer evening, windows open, a light breeze inside my room, freshly washed bedsheets, salted tomatoes on toasted bread, music playing in the background, sunshine dappled floor, wearing my summer perfume. moment of bliss

i started reading this quite long book on saturday and i finished it yesterday before going to bed and it honestly felt like im 16 again on a summer vacation just devouring books one after the other. haven’t done that in such a long time it just feels so good to sit for hours doing nothing but reading, not rushing through it, just savoring each page & each line as the hours go by, closing the book every now and then to go do something else but always coming back to it excited for the next page. so peaceful and such a luxurious feeling to have

theres a culture overlap we need to discuss. why do gym bros and emo furry kids on 2012 deviantart who drew evil pokemon and foxes with scene bangs listen to the exact same music

cant recommend this enough but if youre able you should go on walks every day. like fuck weather fuck circumstance uust go outside. got rained on today and it was blissful. even just sit outside get fucked up by crazy ass wind youll never forget how small you are and rememebr everything matters

I feel like if a vampire feeds on you without killing you, they should give you a lil cookie and cup of juice afterwards, like the blood donation center does.

vampire that wears a lil fanny pack with snacks and juice boxes in it everywhere they go

do i still love you? truthfully, i can’t imagine the day i won’t

you ever find a piece of clothing and feel like you just stumbled upon an essential bit of your character design

bummed that i am a bit of a freak. also glad i am a bit of a freak. does this make sense