Ashley 🦋🍊

I don’t need anyone. I just need everyone and then some! twitter heyitsashley location: 🗽 swiftie.

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Welcome back 2015 @tiredandlonelymuse

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BACK TO BADLANDS - THE TOUR 2025/2026

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[tiredandlonelymuse]

We’re in a hotel and you cannot find your shoes.

I’ve ordered coffee, just for you.

Plain white toast, for two.

“There isn’t one thing for yourself that you can do.

You’ve gotta get yourself together.

Gotta grow up soon.”

Get your camera, shoot this scene.

You tried to build a movie screen,

but bet it all on hopes and dreams.

I called the doctor about my spleen.

Show up to chemotherapy.

Kicked the coffee, eat my greens.

90 pounds are left of me.

You take the fat for kerosene.

The sadness stays, the lovers leave.

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[cudlife-blog]

“I am finally coming alive, and it seems the ghost is moving on”

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[tiredandlonelymuse]

have you seen “X” movie and Pearl ?

LOVED !!!!!

[heyyitsashleyy]

finally got my halsey tattoo @tiredandlonelymuse

[tiredandlonelymuse]

My therapist once told me, “You are the guiltiest feeling person I’ve ever met” and just to prove her right, I took it to heart. An astrologer said, “You have so much water in your chart. What is it like to feel the emotions of every single person alive, everyday?” and I wept because I sensed he was displeased. A teacher told my parents “She’s very sensitive. Far more than the other kids in her class.” I took my SATs at 9 years old, but they encouraged my mother to hold me back because of how my eyes glistened when I heard the word no. She told them to go to hell. So I cried my way through my education until high school when they said “You take everything so personally, you’ll never survive in a company environment. You wouldn’t make a good employee.” So I employed myself (out of spite or…necessity) and then later, I hired 200 people. A boyfriend told me “Don’t be so dramatic, everything isn’t a movie.” Fine, so it’ll be an album then. The doctor said “This shouldn’t hurt a bit.” I tread daily on a minefield that leaves me classifying the variations in footsteps, the tonality in voice, a change in breath. “Is everything okay? You seem mad” is my pledge of allegiance to this tightly wound bundle of flesh. I am cut open, butterflied and flayed, with every single nerve exposed like live wires and, yes, they all hurt to touch. Each interaction is a litmus test of how well liked I am, and therefore how worthy to live. I wake up every morning and the moral barometer resets, T-minus 12 hours to prove to myself that I am not the bad person I believe I must be. Sleep, repeat. An amnesiac nightmare. Prometheus on a rock and the gull in my guts is myself. I once envied those with greater armor, but not anymore. “Why do you care so much?” Guard yourself from the little grievances, but the shield does not differentiate. The space where I am vulnerable to the pain that passes through is an entry point for the microscopic good that others may miss. I live in technicolor torment. If I could do it over again and choose the comfortable grey, I would seize a knife and cut the little keyholes back into my every limb. So the light can get in.

[tiredandlonelymuse]

happy 3rd birthday manic.

[flightsofwonder]

being an adult is just saying to yourself “this is the weekend i’ll clean my [x]” and then proceeding to not do that because it’s the weekend and you deserve to relax, goddamnit

[flightsofwonder]

why does this have 85K notes

[paranetics]

sorry this is by and far the funniest way to announce you’ve lost a leopard

[heyyitsashleyy]

finally got my halsey tattoo @tiredandlonelymuse

[apeirons]

Introduction, I Would Leave Me If I Could: A Collection of Poetry, Halsey

[heyyitsashleyy]

i miss when jack dorsey owned twitter

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