i feel like ive missed out on so much in life. i wish i had been born different. there’s so much grief in this feeling

you must remember that you're gonna continue to find things (art, nature, people, etc) that amaze you and ground you and you're gonna be glad to be alive to experience it

gonna be honest i don’t know how many more ‘enter the 6 digit code we sent to your phone’s i got left in me

loving you is entirely too much like trying to carry a pocketful of starlight. it ruins all my jackets but, oh, the glow.

phone in bed time save me.. phone in bed time… save me phone in bed time

Being 22 years old is not okay and indicates a grave sickness of the mind body and soul

nobody even knows how normal i am on account of my being obviously crazy

you ever just hand things to ur pet to sniff so they can feel included

i love you rice with some bullshit

without fail every technological advancement collects women and children as its first victims. it’s inevitable and cyclical and it makes me crazy like are we gonna do anything about it ever

i have yet to hear of any use for meta glasses that isn’t harassing women in the streets and posting it for other men to join like it’s the digital version of a woman being mobbed on the street by a group of creepy men with a desire to violate them and humiliate them

I love an open window and some cool clean air

I know it is a privilege to feel things deeply but what the fuck