i love no socks in boot no underwear in jeans
rough and damp

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@kameltowz
i love no socks in boot no underwear in jeans
rough and damp
id like to see more artistic melancholy photography of women over 110lbs
sourdough discharge
tumblr would be so annoying if it wasnt all women
makes it excusable. there is no panacea, the men hold strong elsewhere i must compromise
rapidly switching between cc and pinterest attempting to mimic the effects of psychological shock
i do not sleep
beauty standards are like PE sports, you know it's just a stupid game that you don't even care about, but god is it humiliating to lose in front of everyone
I failed both spectacularly in high school
For the Not Really Dead. I miss you still
so tired of botox and filler, the only injectable women should be pressured into is HEROIN !!
when im 90 years old i must commit suicide due to my severe control issues
i could never die spontaneously how embarrassing and uncouth
snipe street cigs on the first date to test their disgust threshold and potential for embarrassment
i wish i could tell my grandma more, but there is all this catholicism between us
i miss talking over cheap diner breakfasts with her, but with time my whole life has become a private shame and i have nothing easy to say anymore
Adrienne Rich- A Woman Dead in Her Forties
Since childhood i have wanted to be the elusive and enigmatic Bitch Ex Wife the men around me spoke of
wanted to be her and wanted her.... who is she? is she happy in the city with her new boyfriend? what did she ever see in him
they are already submitting to the robots
god help us
i sense a deep incompressible evil secretly informing all my actions and no "therapist" will tell me otherwise
how could i believe you when The Evil has already deceived you into thinking im good
Fantasizing about being a really cool dude instead of a “crack whore” with “manic depressive disorder”
smh
its so annoying when im super secretive and refuse to tell anyone anything and then they dont know me
why cant you just read my mind? idiot