I kind of miss the impulsivity that certain spaces used to allow. oh you want a hair cut today? hairdresser in the corner can fit you in before her 2 o’clock. tattoo of a cobra… sure leg or arm? even concerts, back when you could go to the box office thirty mins before any show. not saying these things don’t exist at all, but everything feels booked five months in advance and 10x more expensive

imagine hating me and im just in my room straight up sobbing

*turns my attention inwards* mmmmm. no *turns my attention back outwards* oh god

if you ever disagree with anything i say online just remember that i'm a pretentious faux intellectual and a pointless animal who should be shot every time i post

"i want to work on a hobby but i wont because i should be doing more important things" <- person who isnt gonna do either of those

deciding one day that you want to build a life for yourself is so scary. like damn I really want to live… I’m new to this. where do I even begin

this friday remember to keep climbing out of this hole that resembles the grave but isn’t

I’ve had tumblr for 4 years but some of you bitches have had it for a decade. It’s time to seek penance

wait I’m curious now . Reblog this with how long u’ve been on tumblr for. Dating back to ur oldest blog ever !!!

just saw someone say "a fandom is small, so like only 1-3 fics posted per day" . you wouldnt survive a day in the place where im from