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me: we really need to start the thing
my brain: how about we… just don’t?
me: … solid argument you’ve got there
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me: *explains how my book works.*
random reader: mmh nah, you're making shit up.
yeah! you fucking think?!!!
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it took me a long time to realise that i don't have to be anything, not even myself.
i can be a moment, a happenstance, a scene in a blurry movie
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you know what hits different? having a mental breakdown while listening to 3racha's playlist.
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everyone calls me prettier nowadays but all i see is a stranger when i look in the mirror
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don't tease me about a boy you know i don't like and feel uncomfortable being shipped with, it brings out a destructive rage in me, it makes me want to raze cities to the ground and begin my villain arc
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nothing in my head today just the emotions and memories stored in old songs
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in the words of Helen of Troy
"its not easy being this pretty, why hasn't a war started over me yet?"
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i don't know how to cry so much that when i actually fall apart and do cry a little, my tears burn my face
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this is exactly why i don't leave my apartment, you step out for a couple minutes and there's already a pesky neighbour wanting to be your friend.
like no, we're already neighbours, why are you being so greedy?
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just had my routine midnight spar with the fucking flying cockroach that's trying to end me, it teleported again before i could murder it but rest assured i am ever prepared.
i shall sleep with a broom under my pillows this time
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you know i really think i'll thrive with a ghost or an order worldly creature as a roommate (for the record, i absolutely do not have a ghost of an order world creature as a roommate - just wanted to put it out there.
here, however are i list of things i've said- i mean i'll say to them if i had a ghost or an order worldly creature as a roommate.
"stop breathing icky warm breath in my ear..." places it against a pillow, it still doesn't stop
"are you sleeping in the ceiling..."
"i swear your breathing is ridiculously loud, might wanna get that checked..."
"you're gonna have to pay rent..."
dives into a long rant. "you know, you owe me big time, you're lucky i've provided such a sterile place for you to exist, no prayers, no chants, no candles..."
"stop trying to talk to me, i don't speak static..."
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i'm not a step ahead of you, i'm four steps behind you because i went in the wrong direction
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this is my new aesthetic you guys
the feminine urge to dress up as a bell
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