Excelsior

wanna be a boy not in a masculine kind of way but in a the secret history, dead poets society, if we were villains kind of way

Anyone notice how it's all a woven tapestry

walk of shame (returning library books i haven’t read)

I hate ai so much. what do u mean I have to question the material reality of every image now. this is no way to live wtf

they should ban all instant messaging apps. nobody should have that kind of 24x7 access to anyone.

the urge to write never leaves but the motivation to do so is a lover lost at war

betraying someone who trusts them deeply is one of the sexiest things a character can do its unparalleled. cause either the relationship is irrevocably changed and said character is completely at fault (guilt complex, hot) or it isnt and then both sides have to deal with the fact that they care about each other enough to overlook the betrayal (unceasing devotion, also hot)

one of my sexual fantasies is to have someone notice my absence and wonder about me