the horror! the horror!

The whole photo is gold but I especially like that the automated feeder is taped to the fucking floor.

the menstrual cup and menstrual scepter

you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for an amazing reason

guys, if i do kill myself and never published any books or anything please copy all my best tumblr posts and arrange them into a deeply moving stream of consciousness narrative and submit it to the new yorker on my behalf. i feel like i can count on you. don't let my life and posting have been in vain

BABY DOES NOT NEED SMOKO

i lied. put your clothes back off, I do actually like sex

i dont even care about getting “high” i just really enjoy coughing so fucking hard

Doctor says I got the depression from a lavender bush growing outside my house. Yep. The smell drifting in through open windows in the summer heat made me melancholy. [reacting to everyone's incredulousness and getting defensive and aggressive] I'm telling you that's what he fucking SAID. He said scents can bring about a mournfulness in the soul. No. He said there's nothing to be done about it now