were you in an artist’s top 0.5% of listeners or are you normal
One Nice Bug Per Day
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if i look back, i am lost
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were you in an artist’s top 0.5% of listeners or are you normal
girl giving me some of her hand sanitizer: you are safe now my sweet child me: I owe you my life
the way this is supposed to be the prime of my life
i saw wallace slice up the moon and eat it as cheese on a cracker as a kid and i just haven't known true satisfaction since
i’ve spent my whole life chasing this high
what you said was very sweet and means a lot to me but i am incapable of properly responding in any way besides “thank you so much aaaah” because i do not know how to accurately express the exact level of my gratitude to where you completely understand how much what you said meant to me without me getting even more emotional and looking like a fucking nerd: an autobiography
I wanna run away with someone in the middle of the night and go on adventures and see the world and eat at cheap truck stops and sit on top of our car and look at the stars and just be somewhere other than here.
thinking about how tiktoker caitlin reilly has deconstructed, criticized, and parodied every aspect of upperclass white womanhood in the span of like 6 months
i’m in awe of her
Black Panther (2018) dir. Ryan Coogler
the other day at work, i asked a woman her name– like i do for everyone, because we have to write it on the cup–and she goes “we come in here all the time. you should really know our names by now” as if i don’t serve hundreds of people a day or as though a nondescript middle aged white woman made such an impact upon me that i’d remember her. i was feeling pretty impatient and irritable though, so i covered my name tag with my hand and asked her my name and she didn’t know it and at least had the decency to change demeanor from haughty and superior to sort of quietly embarrassed and i’m fairly sure that’s the only thing i’ve ever done at work that matters to me.
i’m fucking wheezing this is so demonic