an absence of full stops at the ends of my sentences symbolises freedom, open-mindedness and unwillingness to ever fully conclude a thought
i refuse to be done speaking
it is my rebellion against closure
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an absence of full stops at the ends of my sentences symbolises freedom, open-mindedness and unwillingness to ever fully conclude a thought
i refuse to be done speaking
it is my rebellion against closure
am i in love or do i just desparately need to experience a hysterical paroxism
enough said
i shower in boiling hot water to prepare myself for the reddest, most incandescent cauldron of hell❤️
fit check pose inspiration
what does a speech therapist call someone that’s good at head? a tongue-twister
ma junk be shining after shawty’s head i call her oral b
my pepsi colored cat. bless his soul and separation anxiety
shootmeintheheadsoidontthinkabouthim
heavily judged by a gynaecologist today. what a hypocrite i mean she shares an object of primary interest with all those i told her about
guys can i vent here
as a kid i struggled to socialise and started endlessly referencing memes as a way to relate to others. now that it s caused permanent brain damage i can’t cage myself whenever my mind recognises a residue of an internet jest known to 14 other people besides me at most. people deem me excessively giggly and confusing. and suddenly it’s become harder to socialise as a jokester. hardly know her
a cigarette and I, soaking in the sunset. both slim, hot and addictive enough to ruin your life. picked a fag back up after a year and a half of health-motivated delirium and total spiritual constipation. it was not the withdrawals that made me miserable. wasn’t the withdrawals that made me miserable. it was that i forced myself into the commitments that never belonged to me in the first place. got a grip and the smoker me arose from a swamp i drowned her in. I like her more. she doesn’t let a bitch get in her hair and hum evil spells about what she ought to do. now i reek of smoke and freedom. cigarettes won’t get me half as fast as guilt or obedience would
“humans are designed to hold each other” my ass❤️🩹 doesn’t apply to me, my lips are precisely engineered to give gentle kisses to pure sativa rolls
sent a picture or an indulgent desert i happened to savour in bangkok to my parents. lo and behold, a fat j in the background among the other essentials. rookie mistake. anyway shout out to my bruder who accompanied me that day🤞
roadtripping✌️icl wish i was tripping on the road🗣️ …see the withdrawals are getting to me. they tickle my brain in its deepest darkest corners, nudging me to redirect my suffering and let my insatiable, wandering mind misbehave and call it art
i’ve been hoarding unfunny pics and confusing thoughts for my entire existence. and i can finally share it with no one but me on this god forgotten app⚛️ feeling inspired on an atomic level, might explode….
you might wonder how to interpret my user. well, speaks for itself. a really high priestess. fried even. frieder than i was on my prom night. here is me on that prom night by the way, just so you know how hard it must be to top that. hate weed btw💝