There are 3 things I want :
1. Peace of mind
2. A chance to experience free will
3. A glass of cold milk
On my communicating with the spirits of deceased excommunicated members of the church era
the rot is real and it's everywhere
no nut November? More like no man November
hoe phase is out, misandry is IN
I actually cannot take it anymore lol
if you open my skull, you'd find the lyrics of this song written in my cerebrum
how it feels when the first note of a house in nebraska plays
this abandoned house i found solidified this year's ethel cain summer
this abandoned house i found solidified this year's ethel cain summer
A cockroach saved my life the other day and I am now convinced that it was Kafka from the other side
Tag yourself down below !