that one homoerotic girl friendship that ended horribly is always like, i hate her more than anyone, i will never stop loving her. she made me who i am, i hate the parts of me she helped create. i miss her more than anything, i can't even look her in the eye. i dream about her most nights, i'll cut off my arm before i even consider reaching out to her again. i want us back, i never want to feel that way again.
'do you think you're superior for not using AI in your work' thank you for asking! yes i do
eclectic little crystal and incense shops are the best thing this world has to offer
thank you for being here
here in this overwhelming, sometimes really fucked up world with me. thank you for sticking things out to see how they will go. it's a nice feeling that even though I don't know you, we're in this together, and we will get through this together too
May Apollo bless this scorching hot bath and make my knees shut up and put out the buzzing fire in my joints.
me walking without a mobility aid: this is fine i literally don’t even need a mobility aid
me within a minute of this: unrelatedly why do my legs hurt so much and why am i so exhausted
You are meant to be here.
blast abba so you cant hear the spooky sounds the wind makes
what if i replaced my blood with glitter gel pen ink. what then
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