i always forget "fuck" is a bad word. it's like a brother to me
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@fuxcing
i always forget "fuck" is a bad word. it's like a brother to me
no sorry i dont really use instagram, i can contact you via ouija board, spirit box, fluctuations in temperature, flickering lights, and certain rituals. i am also on tumblr.
sorry i was passionate & intense & insane. it will happen again
Sevika would know what to do with a big booty latina(me)
alright everyone
hatsune miku... save me...
miku
save me hatsune miku....
@fictionnet event 08 : favourite book — THE POPPY WAR, r. f. kuang.
i am the force of creation. i am the end and the beginning. the world is a painting and i hold the brush. i am a god.
Chen Kitay :
hey poppy war fandom,,,,,,, I’m here to serve you some pain
you see a tiny sign planted in the ground. bending down to read, you just make out, in impossibly tiny script "a mundane clump of dirt; much beloved by god, like any other"
whatever souls are made of, yours and mine are the same (insult)
To myself, raised in an environment that glorified and romanticized restriction and suffering:
There is no victory in skipping dinner, or lunch, or breakfast, or morning coffee, or dessert.
There is no victory in refusing heaters and air conditioners and fans and heated blankets.
There is no victory in denying yourself sleep, or showers, or movement, or water, or a comfortable bed, or taking the elevator vs. the stairs.
There is no victory in refusing pain meds and heating pads and ice packs and medical help.
There is no victory in punishing yourself needlessly, in telling yourself that this pain you feel is because you are bad to the core and deserve it.
There is no victory in choking back your laughter and your tears, to keep an imagined equilibrium of safety that is really just a dry, cracked, empty, endless emotional desert.
You are here. You are in this body, and this body is yours. You deserve good things. You are alive, and that is messy and loud, and messy and loud are okay.
It’s okay to live abundantly. It’s okay to make mistakes, it’s okay to indulge. This paralysis of self-punishment, self-restriction, self-loathing is not healthy or good for you.
When you say something smart and people are shocked
☽ 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕠𝕟 ☾
Individualism is a poison upon this earth.
You and i overlap in more categories than we remain seperate. A mirror is held up every time you face another human. I am you and you are me bitch