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this too shall pass but the fuck was that for

ohhh *nods sagely* i see. i've gone insane

life is beautiful

and i love you

I love having theatre friends because every show we put on feels like we’re just in a different au

do you want to play dead bodies with me

floats along your dash face down and quiet and cold

yes

it is one william degrees

now it is one and a half william degrees.

got a crick in my neck and a frog in my throat and a chip on my shoulder and a stick up my ass and now you're gonna stand there puttin words in my mouth? haven't I been through enough?

Anyone else feel a gnawing aching melancholy that twists your gut and claws at your heart?

A woman not shaving or wearing a dress or wearing makeup or wearing femme clothes or having styled or long hair or caring how she looks or using a masc name or whatever else is actually a neutral thing and not a sign of her being depressed or giving up or being sad or whatever

this too shall pass but the fuck was that for

Who up gaily treading they measure?

perhaps. i do want to be loved. unfortunate.