my psychiatrist doesn't understand that what I need is to ride gingerly in a carriage (I am quite frail, quite weak) to the beach where the crashing waves and the salt air will reinvigorate me. and if I should meet a dashing suitor during my sojourn in the bluffs,

(Not remembering what someone does for work) How are you?!

a burd made a turd on my head

woke up and chose fashion.

Maybe don't listen to them then

as queer people we get to choose our family but also our wigs. Katya

HOFFSTACK (Jordan Hoffman’s Substack) please, Abraham, I’m not that man

my moms cat was acting sick so we went to the vet turns out she is healthy but she is jealous of the attention that im getting (im sick) so we are acting like she is the sick one so she wont be jealous anymore 😐

because we’re here on earth to fart around

emotionally im here (phophelia)

Fully anticipating a Dostoevsky summer. Fever, traipsing the streets in a delirium, looking delicate and unwell, vegetating in my room, hysteria, an Event that alters the trajectory of my life.

guy told me his favorite book was the canterbury tales. I thought it would impress him to recite the prologue in middle english. and, well, it certainly made an impression.

All I care about right now is fig nails

she thinks she’s “oops! … I did it again” but she’s actually just “toxic”

Someone drew this bear some 30,000 YEARS ago, and yet I can still feel the love that was put into it. The gentle shading, the curve of her mouth, the ears, the literal shape of this bear!! Love exists within a cave I think.