the way chan looks at them makes me want to punch myself in the face repeatedly and black out. he loves his members so fully, so purely and with just utter devotion, im not okay
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the way chan looks at them makes me want to punch myself in the face repeatedly and black out. he loves his members so fully, so purely and with just utter devotion, im not okay
fuck i confused dizzy with hungry again and now i'm painfully full AND still dizzy. now I feel like a fucking yoga ball balanced on someone's foot while they're doing one of those leg-up laying-down poses except their foot is slippery so the ball rolls off, knocks into the other yoga balls, and suddenly we're all bouncing around the room like a happy drooling high mess.
god i love you
i love you so deeply
i want to memorize your body
know which spots are hard and which are soft
know where your veins are
know what it feels like to lick your stomach
find my new favorite place to kiss
find the spot that makes you ticklish
find the spot that make you breathe heavier
god i love you
i love you so deeply
i want to be inside your mind
make a permanent dwelling there
know how you work from the inside out
know your memories and your fears
know i’ll make a new discovery every day
find the things that makes you happy
find the things that make you at peace
find the things that make you scared
god
i just love you
i wonder if ethel cain has ever heard of blowfly girl?
I’ve really left a graveyard of abandoned hobbies and art projects in my wake:
I used to play guitar, but I eventually gave it up because my hands are too small. I really enjoyed playing the piano until I ran out of patience. I actually played the harmonica for a while, too—though not very well. abandoned.
All those notebooks and bullet journals. Only a fraction of them actually have writing in them, even though I really thought I’d use them more. Digital notes are just more convenient.
Anything involving clay or polymer clay. I even made a few nice figurines, but the effort involved was just too much for me. So… abandoned.
And then there are all the drawings, stories, and fanfiction pieces I started. So many fanfics where I was practically in the final third—abandoned. A really great Romantasy story—abandoned.
The painting on canvas I started four years ago is still waiting to be finished.
Just like many paused and abandoned video games. The list is simply too long.
But hey, amidst all those abandoned projects, I’ve actually finished plenty of things, too. And somehow that gives me the motivation to keep going anyway. Even though I'm a total mess.
i wish i could post cute pics</3
should i get over my fears and not care about what others think? or should i just hide away and never leave my little box? let a girl know!
#imamess
You guys are so so right this is literally about me🥲😭😂
like why was i so chill about being cheated on like wtf is wrong with me???