Eepy

✅ tortured by Voices

✅ cursed by god

✅ small waist

✅ criminal record

✅ died once

Diagnosis: babygirl

jack of no trades. master of fuck all

—Kim Addonizio

do you ever look out your window on a snowy night with all of the lights off in your room and feel like there's some sort of ethereal being that descended from the heavens that's glowing, making the walls outside have a white tint when in reality it's just the overcast of snow clouds that are out that night

Polished Malachite Stalactite - Copper Crescent, Congo

sorry i threatened to eat you i was trying to flirt

Me n the mutuals on our way to reblog the same fucking post over and over again

you look good with blood on you what are your pronouns

when you argue with the voices in your head and one of them actually makes a good point

*goes to type "congrats!" on my mutual's post*

what if they're being sarcastic? what if they think I'm being sarcastic? what if I mistype and accidentally type kill yourself?? what if congrats is actually a slur everyone knows about except for me???????