i finally am what i am

I think so many problems online can be solved by either going "damn, not my problem" or simply sending a screenshot to a group chat

if you are my mutual i need you to be on some bullshit i dont understand

"which could mean nothing" and other essential phrases for the modern speculator

reblog if you remember having to ration your text messages and accidentally opening the internet on your phone was the end of the world

I think I deserve a FFF threesome as a little treat

“let’s run away together” trope fucks me up bc it’s almost always doomed. but what if it’s not this time.

I always forget Americans have sinks that kill everything

i have the kind of melancholy that attracts me to large bodies of water.