no one will come to save you but some will offer you their hand to hold when life gets tough and those are the ppl that matter
there’s something super sinister about a sunday afternoon
what if you wore a shirt that featured a picture of you trying to claw your way out of the shirt with a horrid desperate expression and the text "THAT'S NOT ME THAT'S NOT ME I'M TRAPPED IN THE SHIRT"
White Nights, Fyodor Dostoevsky
“It was an act of self-preservation — however misguided it was”.
The best way to contact me is to meet me in my dreams at 3am
i am so easily impressed by trees
Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student
seeing straight men be disgusted by booktok smut recommenders has actually radicalized me to the side of booktok smut recommenders. girls your taste may be atrocious but i will never disparage you for exposing mainstream discourse to the concept of soaking through your underwear. spent my whole life listening to men talk about penises it’s about time they get jumpscared by women talking about pussy in crude detail on social media. go forth and goon my warriors