mistakes are so normal and human and inevitable and necessary and real. if i make one however please put me to death
comfy bed. take me home. to the place. where i belong. pillow blanky. sleeping soundly. take me home. comfy bed
literally i cannot stress enough how easy it is to diy your own clothes. like it's so fucking easy. cut off the sleeves and put on some patches and dump on some bleach PLEASE don't fall for the scams and the people who say you have to spend money to look punk please
Ava: I am a menace with a heart of gold!
Beatrice: those are some big hearts.
Ava: what?
Beatrice: what?
I just want queer safety and queer happiness
and a queer $500k
anyway. kids need queerbait. it’s part of a nutritious breakfast. they crave it like they crave working in the mines.
"u attract what u fear" AAAAAAAAH financial stability and rough sex
i have no object permanence about myself. if i’m not in anyones eye sight i assume i have ceased to be. finding out people remember i exist, think about me, and even talk about me when i’m not actively in front of them is startling news every time it is brought to my attention
i hate when theres a post where i agree w almost everything then theres a sentence i absolutely despise sneaked in the middle of it like. fuck you now i cant reblog any of that 😑
It’s so uncreative and cowardly when designers refuse to make clothes for fat people. Sorry you’re bad at your job I guess.
if someone doesn’t hold me tenderly soon i’m going to burst into flames
Glimmer, whispering to Adora, who is on the phone with Catra: Ask her something!
Adora: How are you feeling?
Catra: Fine.
Glimmer: Something personal!
Adora: At what age did you first get your period?
Years on the internet and somehow i still click on comments sections with the insanely optimistic idea that I'll learn something new instead of being subjected to the dumbest motherfuckers online typing like their sole purpose in life is to make me want to end mine
"Wow, what an interesting post! I want to see what sort of fascinating discourse is being generated by the idea posited by the original poster" <- Me, operating under levels of delusion yet unexplained by modern science
