me after making horrible posts all day: who wants me 😏

oh you silly girl that's not what mansplaining is (chuckling, shaking head) you silly, silly girl

the trees you grew up with have not forgotten you. their branches still whisper your name in the breeze and their roots remember the paths your feet once traced through their shade.

we can’t talk here contact me in my dream tonight

i don’t mean to be political, but what if everyone had basic human rights

riding the highest horse you’ve ever seen back to my glass house

Wheres my toy or i'll get mad now

tumblr is just talking to yourself but for an audience

That’s called a soliloquy.

found the theatre kid. get em boys.

i just checked my status effects for the first time in a while how long have i been Doomed for