I fucking love thrifting
When they hurt you so bad you start making arts and crafts, disappearing into the woods and taking your medication
Got drunk outside a church of a small village and started explaining to three dudes the symbolisms of fruits as forms of love
#ethelcainsummer
for a dime and a pack of cigs i visit your dreams and theatrically yell bukowski poems at you
no nut November? More like no man November
hoe phase is out, misandry is IN
how it feels when the first note of a house in nebraska plays
the rot is real and it's everywhere
A cockroach saved my life the other day and I am now convinced that it was Kafka from the other side
I actually cannot take it anymore lol
My own brain traumatises me