the bravery of a girl who has to decide what is for dinner and then cook it and then wash dishes every day forever and ever.

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Claire Keane
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Jules of Nature
Misplaced Lens Cap
todays bird

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we're not kids anymore.
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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One Nice Bug Per Day
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the bravery of a girl who has to decide what is for dinner and then cook it and then wash dishes every day forever and ever.
im suffering from a horrendous disease called being in your 20s
compilation
i do not care if bedroom fairy lights are forever perceived as a twee millennial thing i can never go back. any light that is not striving to approximate the soft glow of candlelight does not belong in my bedroom
if i was immortal killing myself would be my hobby and like i truly believe it would fix something in me. i do
there's a new social cue coming out. no we're not telling you about it
You guys do know you're supposed to reblog things, right
"well i like this post but i'm worried my followers might not" fuck your followers. The entire point of tumblr is to cause irreparable psychic damage to your followers. We are locked in mortal combat on the astral plane. You must win. You Must Win. You Must Destroy Them.
something is always happening and there is no pause. i want to vomit
Im like if a corpse had to wake up every day
Remember when you had energy to do things? Those were some wild times
slut era (overthinking, ruined sleep schedule, constant feeling of loneliness and existential emptiness)
Az
Planet full of mass
Gravity, it kicks my ass
I'm a weary lass
I wish I could stay in bed
These mornings are what I dread
i want to be heartless but that’s not who i am.
“Rejection doesn’t mean you aren’t good enough. It means the other person didn’t recognise what you have to offer.”
— Unknown
i'm not even mad, i'm just hurt
they should make a version of my life where everything didn't go horribly wrong when I was 14