I NEED TO KILL MY SELFFFFF I’m Fine Im Fine It Is A Beautiful Day To Be Alive On This Beautiful Earth

“But just because you’re strong and resilient doesn’t mean you never need someone to be there for you, to take care of you.”

— Tammara Webber

Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear so immediately that the two of you, on some level, belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you’re in love or creating things together or foxhole buddies or partners in crime. It’s so clear, right off the bat, that this is what you’re supposed to be doing, that this is what you’re for. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest of circumstances, and they help you make a life. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but. It definitely makes me believe in something.

for the sake of appearances i am very much a “that’s none of my business” and “i don’t need to know about that. you keep that to yourself” sort of fellow. removed. respectful. but being fully honest i AM a nasty little ears perked freak… like yes tell me all of your information without being prompted at all. i love to listen.

emotional neglect didnt even affect me that much. it was the being born inherently without value that did most of the work

Flower child

Star Spray and Meet the Sea

Can’t talk, too busy wondering what they sound like when they masturbate

(lights a cigarette) nobody even wants to play toys anymore. (puts the cigarette out on a play-dough ashtray) because of work.

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forget freak. who's gonna match my cringe.