Esse tempo é nada

“is this really a hill you’re willing to die on?” wouldn’t have carried my happy ass up the hill otherwise brother

no sorry i dont really use instagram, i can contact you via ouija board, spirit box, fluctuations in temperature, flickering lights, and certain rituals. i am also on tumblr.

having a belly outline while wearing a dress is a very beautiful and sexy accessory. anyone who tries to tell you otherwise is getting put in the shredder

the term "vegetable oil" feels threateningly nonspecific. which fucking Vegetables mate

legend tells of a mysterious being called “nuance” that allows multiple things to be true at the same time. some say you can still hear its voice whispering in the trees

cutting a glory hole in the fourth wall

i dont give a fuck about freak sex anymore to be honest

sorry for saying this i had a long day. freak sex is everything to me

it's like ya know me

im something of a lark knower myself yes

bigs my eyes

bigs my eyes at you

bigs my beautious my gorgeous eyeballs

fit this ness

did humans turn into harpies or somethin eatin birdseed

if tumblr had a 'what in the hell are you even talking about' button, I'm not saying I'd use it as much as likes, but it'd be up there.