one day you start doing laundry and then you never stop doing laundry and then you die

venus planet of love was destroyed by global warming and me i feel also not so good

I think I was put on this earth to read good books but unfortunately I have to be "employed" to "live"

i don’t know. i’m barely a person. i just want to be kind and hold someone’s hand. eat an ice cream cone. stare at the lake. feel the sun on my skin. lay in the grass. run through a sprinkler. it’s so easy to forget life is supposed to feel like a deep breath and not a gasp

no babe i find your strange and creepy and perverted vibe to be very cute actually

my sexual fantasy Is to have someone notice my absence and wonder about me

(flirting) i could be your problem