everything i say??? cringe.
everything i think??? cringe.
everything i post????? cringe.
every time i breathe????? cringe.
everytime we touch??????

everything i say??? cringe.
everything i think??? cringe.
everything i post????? cringe.
every time i breathe????? cringe.
everytime we touch??????
me in my head at the supermarket: nobody is ever going to fucking love me. omg 25% off
anyone have any got damn idea whats goin on?
found half of the village huddled in a writhing mass, i walked into them and my inventory was instantly filled with bread
i will admit that this texture pack is an acquired taste.
those are DEMONS
varg leaving a trail of breadcrumbs
Itd be funny as fuck if the world operated like how people with social anxiety think it does. Like what if you got on a bus and everyone was like wow look at that piece of shit loser. Get off the bus you ugly bastard
“I have been missing your voice / like bleached bones dream of flesh.”
— Rebecca Salazar, from “Reasonable ground,” published in Cosmonauts Avenue (via lifeinpoetry)
im thorsty