little chaos

i do write tumblr posts as if the backspace doesn't exists and im not sorry about that

i tried to come out of my shell and fucked it up and now im kinda lodged in here all weird

(opening my ribcage) and this is where i keep my hot stab of shame

sorry i'm basic but i love the act of killing someone for the first time as a metaphor for sexual violence

loss of virginity as a social construct representing the loss of innocence, phallic weapons penetrating flesh and being withdrawn stained with blood, guilt manifesting as a feeling of uncleanliness that can't be washed away, the cultural associations of both your first kill and first sexual encounter with achieving manhood/maturity, hesitation or refusal to participate being met with coercion and mockery. you know what it is.

trips and falls and cracks my head open but it's filmed like a pantyshot

a banana that perfectly meets your ripeness and texture preferences is literally the best fruit on earth. it's a shame that this is 0.0001% of all available bananas