I Think You Could Have A Very Long And Impassionated Debate On Whose Legacy Was Bastardized Worse: Jesus

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.

Standing in the pasta aisle eyes closed trying to picture the mouthfeel of different pasta shapes with perfect clarity in the theater of my mind

i hope i’m not just a mutual to you, but also a friend, and deeply deeply fuckable

It’s not a praise kink I just like attention

You have to get up pretty early in the morning to lead your gift horse across that burnt bridge but you can’t make a watched horse eat all your cans of worms in one basket

its okay you tried

Dear captives.

Hello.

As you all know, I tend to keep people in my basement. Probably not the best thing to do as ive come to grow as a person. Really. I pledge to no longer keep people in my basement. Look, I know its a dick move i'm sorry.

From now on, I will free my captives and no longer hunt you down. Obviously, im not happy about this but I will try. Or like, do it less? Love Stupid green owl.

squinting suspiciously at my hands because they are Hurting and theyre Not Supposed To Be Hurting

writing fics be like

now that i am a real adult i am starting to realise. media lied to me about the availability of rooftops to go hang out on. every day i wish i could be hanging out on a rooftop somewhere looking cool as fuck

me every day: fuck america

me, on the fourth of july: [holding a sparkler] fuck america