Soup :)

after a lot of self reflection and curiosity and growth i’ve uncovered that there is something wrong with me. like psychologically. and therapy isn’t enough. i need a sword

when i have a crush i dont kick my feet or twirl my hair instead i am in my kitchen at 3am pacing in circles with my hands clasped behind my back like a middle-aged divorced detective haunted by a cold case he just cant crack

everyday

why am i the only one in this halloween store popping my fucking pussy

girls will journal for their mental health and then write the most unhinged insane shit in there

Me and who

rabbits be like

um

umm..

ⓘ 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮