utterly mundane
51 posts
ok i missed tumblr
she would do dumb dangerous shit for tumblr and got a thousand notes for it
i still don't get if he wants a break and it's temporary or if it's the end. i'm slowly going insane
i'm rown, seventeen, i go by he/they pronouns. i'm queer & i usually don't know what to write when it comes to things like this. i'm a music producer / songwriter (i'm a beginner & still learning, but perhaps in the near future i will share some of my music with y'all).
i love
writing very cryptic and nonsensical poetry in my notes app
sad gay cowboys
music that makes me want to rip my heart out and give it to a stranger
exploring weird forgotten internet pages,
dancing in the dark in my room,
collecting CDs
nature
psychological horror
reading
i'm a firm believer that the world could be a better place someday, but definitely not in the near future.
dni: nazis, fascists, homophobes, transphobes, close-minded people
in the arms of the monster under the bed, i sit, watching my insides and grinning sinisterly at the other monster. the room shifts, swallows me, and spits me out like a vengeful brother worthy of punishment. my foot slips into rooms increasingly strange and filthy. i want to dance as if the end of the world didn’t come as predicted in two thousand fourteen, in slow-mo, and you with your headphones over your ears like a rogue pirate bored of reality, to hold me when i fall and bring me back to normality.
they brainwashed an entire generation into believing doing everything on your own, lacking community, devaluing family, and normalizing detachment was cool... man...
Jamestown, South Carolina
(My Photography)
got milk? (2006) ph. pulverheks
I love personalization. I love stickers on water bottles and on laptops. I love shitty marker drawing on the toes of converse. I love hand embroidered doodles on jeans. I love posters on walls. I love knick knacks on shelves. I love jewelry with goofy charms. I love when people take things and make them theirs.
this underrated masterpiece definetely was on chappell roan’s moodboard
What if my nose was bleeding and your nose was bleeding and we had to kiss for some reason. Idk.
Jamestown, South Carolina
(My Photography)
i hope i'm someone's tumblr crush
halsey blue hair era
Dolce & Gabbana Spring/Summer 2000.
please tell me i am not the only one who thought she was saying ”i only want him if he says he fucks me”