
Just steeped my tea for like 30 minutes idgaf im crazy
fuck it we ball (malnourished, heavy eve bags, dehydrated, and on the verge of insanity)
sorry i can’t go out tonight i’m at home sitting down
It’s me and whatever song is holding me together against the world.
fiction got off soooo lucky with dreams and hallucinations. imagine if the human brain didn't come with a built-in path to surreal imagery that could perfectly represent abstract themes and emotional truths through metaphor. we'd be so fucked man
a red string of fate can be a leash. if you're enlightened
"do it scared" this "do it tired" that. well no one ever talks about the fucking insurmountable "do it with greasy hair"
sent a prophecy to the wrong address and now some kid in northern bosnia thinks he'll save the world 😭 i suck at this job





