*curled up in a ball on the floor, rocking back and fourth* i’m just a chill guy im just a chill guy im just a chill guy im just a chill guy im just—
happy ostara!
“you belong in the kitchen” okay? and you belong in the soup. get Boiled idiot.
want a hat?
“you belong in the kitchen” okay? and you belong in the soup. get Boiled idiot.
me too tho. :/
Your secrets stay safe with me because I don't have any friends to share them with.
betrayal was the first sin. it was the original sin. betrayal of trust. all creatures either betray or are betrayed. no one will ever be let free from this prison. hell is not a place we are sent, hell is the waking world in which we exist.
the intimacy of sharing. of tasting drinks without worrying about waterfalling. of trading sweaters. of leaning in, connected by the wires of my 2016 earbuds. of sharing not just objects but space. your head on my shoulder or my feet up in your lap. of sharing not just space but time. of both of us losing sleep just to talk for 15 more minutes. of sharing not just time but knowledge. the “i wasn’t supposed to tell anyone but” and homework help. the intimacy of letting someone hold a piece of what makes up your soul. maybe even letting them keep it. i think about it every time i let you borrow my pencil.
reinventing yearning because that’s how bad i want her. haven’t spoken to her in person in over three years and i still stare at her photos, make her playlists, ect. i still sleep next to the stuffed animal she gave me for valentine’s day. every crush since her has had brown eyes.
i started this school year as rory gilmore and am ending it as remus lupin.
🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻
i fucking love sam winchester dude.
hello motherfuckers (working on my gender neutral greetings) i now have *drum roll* 1,174 words!!!! i need to asleep now.
ok so i have like 20 followers maybe but i absolutely MUST post unnecessary life updates. SO. i am SO READY TO LOCK IN. i have a 2,000 word AP essay due sunday and ive barely started and its worth over half my grade. i will post again at midnight what my word count is. currently at 250. ill see you all it two hours. pls for the love of all that is good and holy, pray for me, wish me luck, any of the above. 🫡🫡🫡
got offered a mint, a coffee, homework help, knitting lessons, and an edible today. all before 9am. high school.
ideas, art, fandom stuff and shower thoughts. think about a group of gay neurodivergent teens sitting in an empty classroom room at lunch. that’s what this blogs energy is. asks open. please ask.
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