i thought you’d judge me for —
i’ve been
a weird kid,, a popular kid,, an attention whore,, an isolator,, a self-harmer and a liar
i’ve been
mentally up and down,, and pro-recovery and anti-recovery
and i know one thing

seen from France
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seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye

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seen from United States
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seen from United States
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seen from United States
i thought you’d judge me for —
i’ve been
a weird kid,, a popular kid,, an attention whore,, an isolator,, a self-harmer and a liar
i’ve been
mentally up and down,, and pro-recovery and anti-recovery
and i know one thing
"i was written by dostoevsky" "i was written by austen" where are my girls who were written by camus. who here is searching for a reunion with something they can't quite define, but seems like the only desirable good. who here, for lack of a better name, calls it peace (jean tarrou is literally me irl)
OH MY HEART 💔
condolences to larries who can't accept little prince freddie collapsed your ship tonight with larryopocalypse. larries reign of tyranny in the one direct fanservice now is ending, no more potato gay! good night dreams and pleasant coleslaw
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NO MORE POTATO GAY
PLEASANT COLESLAW
ANON I DUNNO WHO YOU ARE BUT YOU JUST GAVE ME THE BEST NEW CATCHPHRASES THANK YOU
It’s waking up at 3AM to the sound of the rain against my window pane. Everything is still-- the breath, held, the heartbeat, skipped-- I am full with you.
Years. I am still. A body of diamond, I glitter beneath your sun, and flush beneath my moon. What’s changed is the way I feel anger now searing behind my eyes.
A lifetime ago, maybe I could move on from any of this without grief filling me, without ache scalding my tongue when I say your name.
Whether I sleep, or I wander through the hickory hall, I desire to run mad anywhere but here. I desire to take me to the coast, and let the waters swallow me up.
It’s dancing, alone on the beach at 5PM. Everything is withering-- the light, snuffed, the jasmines, etiolated. I am full with you.
—Kali
“they ate do in move” — the most beautiful words you’ve ever said fjsdjsjdjs
JAJCJSNGKS LISTEN. MY AUTOCORRECT DID HER BEST.
Yours sincerely, M.
Tw: Mentions of killing baby birds
Did you know that deers don't just eat grass or berries? They also snack on bones and baby birds. They would even kill a baby bird to get a snack. It is said they do this to get phosphorus and calcium that aren't that abundant in plants but crucial to their survival.
noooo :((( i'm happy for the deer getting their proper minerals but then the baby birds :< wildlife really is cruel 😔😔