They Get Sooo Fucking Hissy About Each Other

beautiful mess

clumpy mascara smudged under the eye with sweat

nail polish chipped by the day's hard work

frizzy hair thrown up for some semblance of put togetherness

choppy unblended bangs, cut with kitchen scissors on a bad night

well worn tights, holes and runs abound

green-copper rings tarnished by water and wear

like a cracked ornament on the scrawniest tree, there is heart, charm and an ocean deep beauty

ugh shut up no one gaf

i'm baaaackkk

BORED!

SEND ASKS

I WILL LITERALLY ANSWER ANYTHING!!!!

potential is a terrifying power we humans hold

to know that we could be anything, that we are everything

that it could shift or vanish in an instant

that nothing may matter later, but everything matters now

they get sooo fucking hissy about each other

splenda

my body's made of Splenda packets

mostly pink, some yellow too

you wanna tear me open

to sweeten things for you

i always end up dirty

and torn up on the floor

once you rip the paper

there ain't sweetness anymore

and i'm all artificial

though I know I may seem true

cause Splenda's made from sucralose

chlorine and hatred too

so why not just take sugar?

it would spare us all the hurt

cause Splenda's far too sweet

and the wrappers end up in the dirt

what are some of your favorite songs atm??

ahhhhh so so so many

top 5 is

1. love in black and white by mars argo

2. apple of my eye by frankie valli and the four seasons

3. total eclipse of the heart by bonnie tyler

4. tears dry on their own by amy winehouse

5. this charming man by the smiths

a weird and varied lineup to be sure but this is what all my playlists look like essentially

Man killed himself exactly how I expect a theater kid would. Dramatic ass.

merry christmas to wilson's reindeer hat

Edmund Dulac (1882–1953) - Alone

from Edgar Allan Poe's 'The Bells and Other Poems', 1912

“. . . . And all I loved, I loved alone. . . .”