Cannablism is kinda romantic.
Cannibalism is the most intimate act between 2 people.
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@cum-vomit
Cannablism is kinda romantic.
Cannibalism is the most intimate act between 2 people.
getting stabbed violently would solve all my problems rn
would somebody make me go blind for the rest of my live? cuz i'd do anything to hold your hand.
gonna go lay on the train tracks for a while maybe i'll feel better
12-2-2022, 4 AM
Me next plsplspls
what the fuck did i do SO wrong that i have to feel like this for the rest of my life
euthanasia
to the people who are following me
thank you
im sorry
NEED to fuck a nervous guy that's a virgin, i don't even care if i top or bottom. need to make him feel so good that he starts blabbering about all the fucked up shit he jerks off too
âIâll just rest my eyesâ is the biggest lie youâre going straight to snorkmimimi land
âIâm going to sleepâ is the biggest lie Iâm going to stare at my ceiling for the next three hours
dude stop ascending to godhood for one minute i need to show you this funny video
"Weird energy in here today" I say, referring to the inside of my brain.
âI went out. The beach was dark and lonely. I lay down in the sand. I wept inconsolably for what was dying in me and even before it had the chance to live.â
Josefina Vicens, The Empty Book