Tw: Theft, Body Horror, Facial Disfigurement

that onion headline that's like "whatever. the emo kids are all sitting on each other's lap" is their realest one yet

Legitimately severely critically underrated

guided meditation

imagine you're walking along a beach. the sand is soft under your feet, the sun is warm. you can smell the salty sea breeze. salty and a little... metallic? you trip over something squishy and look down to see me. i'm dead. solve my murder. idiot.

i’m kind of like if a girl did nothing with her life

I don’t have a dick but I do think with it

how do you compete with an angel? become one yourself

im going through it