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21, she/her, 80% shitposter 20% poet

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

give me a nice thought

[cletusthurstonbeauregard]

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

bitch I’ll live to WRITE it

[dibalh]

something kinda romantic about two monitors three assignments open at 1:26am

[dibalh]

my ass is fat and i scored 11/12 on physics problem set. life is good.

[stuckinapril]

Clinical hours GAINED masters tuition FULLY PAID by school tits BIG AND PERKY pussy WET. Good morning

[0-summersun-0]

Me and the object im trying to pick up while my nail polish is still drying

[imjunebitch]

[frontmansdefender]

“How’s life?”

Me:

[emiemi345]

[1percentcharge]

People who are like “erm why would I take a 6 hour train when I can fly there in 45 minutes” are forgetting the mental toll of Being In An Airport which shortens your lifespan by 2 months each time

[hyzensflowershop]

Also six hour train rides are peak you can just put on your headphones and stare off at pretty scenery and forget about life for a bit and you can sometimes bring snacks with you and it's basically just a cooler version of a road trip

[dibalh]

what about the transformative identity crisis i get after watching a gut wrenching movie on the flight that shapes who i am for the next week or so

[dibalh]

imagine hating me but i’m literally in bed watching a youtube video on how to ethically dispatch a crayfish before cutting it up

[dibalh]

is that an izutsumi pfp i see🫵

yes i love her my bastard child who eats everything

[dibalh]

grief is a swarm of locusts filling up my mouth and stomach and lungs until all that’s left to see and hear and feel is the dull thrum in my chest

[feverinmybones]

Sun Bleached Flies

[dibalh]

one day i will know my cardinal directions without Never Eat Shredded Wheat

[dibalh]

my toxic trait is if i have more then 10 messages to reply to then i will just simply. not. reply to any of them

[dibalh]

when it’s nye and you’re in bed watching szn 4 of aot bcuz you’re too sick to go anywhere and your throat hurts and your mouth is dry and your lips are chapped and eren is pulling some dumbass bs move

[dibalh]

when someone asks me about my type in guys, i think about the way a butcher cuts a cow.

he knows so well the texture of each cut, the perfect meat for steaks and briskets. he draws lines in invisible boundaries of membrane and tendon, seeing patterns where the world sees a mess of flesh and bone. to be known as a cow to a butcher is to open up every part of yourself for him to see and beg, love me still, love every part of me.

but i can’t say that so i say idk brown hair or something