quietly ruminating over the human experience. made of stardust and chaos and lovingly suffering the human form🌻cluster b and multiply disabled. we support mad pride here! i love magic and horror movies. I like following weirdos, creatives, theorists, and i post occasional rambles.

i'm in my 20s. i use whatever pronouns you imagine fits my vibe, but if you try to gender me you're probably wrong.

sometimes nsfw reblogs. hedonist at heart. tags are mainly for personal use and inconsistent as hell.

i delete sometimes, probably won't see the last of me.

i block liberally, and encourage others to if i violate your dni. i have no dni, be nice or go away

premeditated

razor

isolation

pocket knife

it's almost funny, in a way. I got in a habit for a while of cushioning my conversations about it carefully because I was weary of how others will react to me. I've come to understand that these were never my friends to begin with, but its heartbreaking I've lost friends from even mentioning it or rbing from certain accounts. I hate how much we're walking on eggshells around people who claim to support us, to keep their support. I'm sorry anon if you see this.