clarity in all its terror

erring on the side of tenderness

erring on the side of lighting myself on fire and writhing

I have female hysteria + male loneliness + toxic masculinity + dark empath abilities

spending money while unemployed makes every purchase over 5 dollars feel like 9/11

it’s because you’re always in that damn narrative

hey (wildeyed and covered in blood and viscera) thought about my character again. yeah the one i like

we need gansey now more than ever . where have all the little guys who say “bequeathed” gone

Mane you said this was a booby trap!!! Aint no titties in here this is a pit of spikes I’m bleeding everywhere the fuck!!!

“apologist.” “critical.” y’all are doing too much. when my favorite characters do evil reprehensible shit I simply don’t fucking care cause it’s not real

hey um i’ve got some bad news. we mulled your boyfriend. he fell in the wine and we mulled him. yeah with the cinnamon sticks.