them: *I know jujutsu manga spoilers’
me: *stares in yuta*
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we're not kids anymore.
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@sailormatrixe
them: *I know jujutsu manga spoilers’
me: *stares in yuta*
dreamt about measuring the size and bite power of different ancient predators teeth, and how to get yourself out of the mental alien slums when you’re born a prey to their poverty
to be handed a cosmic egg, with palms warm enough to awaken it
BLOODBORNE — SCENERY ´ˎ˗
not quite as an intense feeling as wanting to go rogue, but more of a need to speak about the things I feel without being heard
Glinda the Good Witch in the Land of Oz 💖
there’s nothing quite like morning zoloft and mushroom coffee
and sitting out in the sun high off granddaddy purp
some Krypto spam for you 🩷 I love this lil dude so much
there’s nothing quite like morning zoloft and mushroom coffee
to use them like hatsune miku
a call with ur ai gf
every day I wake up knowing I picked the perfect name for my dog (Krypto) and here are some photos to prove it 😆
‘how come they always ask you how you’re feeling?’
—- to untangle the veins is a near impossible feat, all inner workings always going every which way,
and what is the payment I’ll make in blood today?
how to sip quietness when you’re addicted to fortitude,
or actually attend your therapy appointment,
how there’s never anything to talk about when the mic is passed to you,
how the throat just learns to swallow the boulder in it,
evading all of that uncanny valley eye contact in lieu of
this pleasantly numb tongue.
watching people slowly start to have conversations with themselves without even knowing it,
in which every feeling of mine immediately evaporates.
‘what to say, what to say?’
perhaps just another excuse to slip away.
dreamt that I kicked you out of the dream before you could speak to me
looks like a doll (would actually kill you)