where is my mind?

21/infp/student/Slytherin She/her

[lustcannibalism]

horny suicidal perverts in YOUR area

[willgrahamsscars]

[pervertvampire]

[soberapathy-deactivated20250703]

𝜗𝜚 — i promise i'm cool, you guys.

[lilafellfromheaven]

like what am I even for

[ithinkthereforeidread]

— “suddenly it’s december”, margaux paul

[belladonnabaudelaire]

Does such a thing as 'the fatal flow' that showy dark crack running down the middle of a life, exist outside literature? I used to think it didn't. Now I think it does. And I think that mine is this: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all cost.

The secret history, Donna Tartt