Life Was Real. Vital. Urgent. Important

It’s selvedge look it up

Drew the most abominable spider-cat chimera on a napkin at work and my coworker got it tattooed on her leg. Fully traced it and everything. I tried to talk her out of it

I don’t think I can properly hate anything, or anyone. It feels so unnatural, like stepping outside myself into a fire that doesn’t belong to me, where my shadow is the only thing its light casts. Maybe that’s just the nature of it

I’ve always felt like something someday will hit me like a bolt of lightning and everything will change for me, but that’s already happened, happened many times, and everything did change, and everything keeps changing, but it never changes enough, not yet at least

Is there any way to tell this woman to move on without giving her attention

Cemetery visit

Getting accused of being on steroids when you aren’t even that big feels like stolen valor

Daylight savings hit and it’s like immediately the entire world turned into a dark evil fortress with green slime oozing out of the walls

I need you in my dark agony

My entire for you page is bpd "discourse" and text screenshots of fratbros getting cheated on on halloween

I'm likely a narcissist except that I don't envy anyone or anything, which is the ultimate form of narcissism.

As a child I never wanted to be anything. I never wanted anything. I never became anything. I wanted nothing to be forever. I wanted to see the sea rise and fall and lap up against my feet. I wanted to be the altar boy at every funeral