a woman on the internet

albums come to you when they know you’re ready for them. they find you

“you’re so quiet” bro everyone ignores me and nobody cares about what i have to say

Does anyone know what to do about the temperature and also the prices

also part of growing up is realizing that the embarrassing music you liked in your early teen years still goes hard as hell

As someone who’s genuinely good to people, platonic or romantic, it’s never my loss.

being an adult is always like i have to go to the store i have to go to the store i have to go to the store

all i crave is a peaceful life. no chaos, no drama, no gossip. safe friendships. devotion. sunlight. early nights. nervous system regulation. deep conversations about energy + purpose. intuition over logic. alignment over achievement.

Still reblogging like it’s 2013.

i'll forever miss how the internet felt before you had to second-guess the authenticity of every single piece of media you came across. silly videos used to be just silly. fun was coincidental. wonder was just wonder. digital art had character and soul. AI has taken the taste out of everything and irreversibly poisoned the creative sphere and the people still pushing it forward are the doom of joy and hollowing out the quality of being.