#my bads

[strawbabycowboy]

love, i just wanted to let you know you're my tumblr crush, im glad we're mutuals and seeing you on my dash makes me rly happy!! Hope you have a nice day!

this is so very sweet omg!! ur a mutual, always welcome to swing by in my messages!!! ♥️

[silvcrignis]

Confession: Ever once in a while (like three times a year rare) I go into my dearest friends inboxes and fuck their muses shit up.

[ohbelladonna]

umm so i’m gonna be off for a bit yeah i’ll get to those requests later bc i gotta go somewhere haha yeah

[ohbelladonna]

my moment of shame is thinking that the post was talking about a school bus... like... just a school bus... whoops...

[ohbelladonna]

that tag was nfsw just in case you didn't notice

I CAUGHT THAT BEFORE IT POSTED AND FORGIVE ME 

[ohbelladonna]

dammit queue

[eveisnep]

This is to talk of how simply confused I am

  Because police brutality is shown every week.

Gaza and Israel on the news.

Brazil in regards to how the world cup was hosted.

Oh and let's not forget the war in Ukraine

From the talks of genocide and to the #yesallwomen campaign.

I simply wonder how everything fits?

I never understood how the generations of y and millennials could be so great, until I figured we’re part of the generation of silence. We are not a generation who is stable but both generations having more kin than ever before whispering from six feet under saying.

I’m sorry mother,

I’m sorry father,

I’m sorry to all the brothers, sisters, best friends,

and to my love.

Are from those who have already been taken away from the grasps by depression. With so much pressure for today’s succession.

You see how confused one can be when they can so easily be distracted yet connecting the dots even if they had adhd? This is just what happens on the daily.

Because the day feeds us with unimportant information

trying to make us dash towards false dreams

in an instant, a gram of insecurities brought forth

as we listen to the tweets from the cover of magazines.

With three thousand little shots of media every day injected into our memories.

Now to put it in simple terms, how the day is for me.

I’m a reader in the world library as everything is just beyond the tips of my fingers atop a keyboard. But as the time is limited, dusk draws near and I head to my bed trying to sleep only to repeat it all over again the next day.

Only to wake up at two in morning like clockwork with the important question I always wonder.

What do I do with my

LIFE?