Top Gun Fans Kill Yourself Challenge

im not sure if i can go any longer, i just think bad thoughts all the time

I'm in on the calendar project!🥳

I'm in charge of August!🏕

Another one of those days in which I wish i could take my own life, but for some reason I can’t bring myself to do it

jimin = bangtan’s baby 🐤

cleo + clawdeen matching icons (halloween special)

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It’s always “why did you go out in the storm” and “your soaking wet” and never How was the storm The storm looked fun was it fun

​im so tired from everything i swear

🛸| satisfykwai

GOOOOOOOOO YOU FUCKING HORNSE!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Be sure to shake it!” the bubble tea barista tells me but I don’t. I won’t. Why would I? “It mixes the sugar” maybe you want that. Maybe YOU do. To be drinking some homogenous concoction. Uniformly distributed. Each sip the same as the last. Just as sweet. Just as sweet. Just as sweet. All pointless flat indulgence. No personality. No humanity. A time-loop of your own devising, bereft of experience, sanitized of risk.

I want my first sip to be teeth-curdlingly sweet. I want the next to be horribly disappointing. I want to hunt. I want to jab my straw into pockets of substance like my ancestors stirring twigs into a bug colony. I want to raise the straw to different depths and feel something. The ocean is so far but I know what it means to rise from its syrupy dark depths into the still waters above.

I want all boba. I want no boba. I want to scoop the bubbles with my straw when the ice-rocks have been washed dry by the tide. “Be sure to shake it.” Never. I want to experience every human emotion in this cup of tea. I am not a coward. I am not a sheep. My tea is still enough for pond-skaters to glide. It will not shake. Live your repetitive nothing. Live in fear of the unknown. Live your fear of change. I am choking on a boba.