Water In Water Fall Is Always Changing. Over Time, Waterfall Erodes Surroundings And Maybe Shifts. But

i have herbbs in my hair

when shit is so downhill that you have to put yourself in the soup

there are these dudes in my science class and they get into the stupidest, most heated arguments for no reason all the time so i’ve started saying “oooo, the girls are fightingggg” every time they argue and it has been incredibly entertaining. they are both mad at me.

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so down bad i accused her of witchcraft

watching season one shameless rn and im absolutely losing my shit bc what do you MEAN fiona and ian and lip are all going thru some rly serious stuff and frank is just. sent to canada???getting pegged????? having freaky time with his son’s girlfriend’s mom????? im so lost.

this is a cry for help btw

my ex girlfriend is still gorgeous and brilliant and amazing but she also still lives SO FUCKING FAR AWAY.

Intro Post:

Hello everyone!!!

Before we get started I thought I should issue a WARNING:

this introductory post is the best grammar you will ever receive from me unless I am posting explicitly about writing. Other than that I will sound like a raccoon who was given a keyboard.

I’ve created this blog to showcase a variety of content including (but not limited to):

- Writing

- Music

- Books

- Art

- Many different fandoms

- Memes

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- Stories from my life

- Random updates

- Mental health awareness

My pronouns are they/them.

My name is not to be disclosed here. If I gain followers I’ll have them vote on what to call me.

Thanks. 🫡

the inherent sadness of growing up alongside boys. watching as they are consumed by all the wrong lessons their fathers teach them. no, please don’t grow up. i miss the boy you were before your father hit your mother for the first time. before he screamed and you screamed back. before he said it has to be like this. i still love the memory of you. why must the wind beat down upon you and form you into a tree forever marred by the conditions it was forced to grow in. can i bring you back? shelter you from the wind? i guess i’ll never know. we’re both too grow to go back.

i changed my name based off some random shit i wrote in a rly sad journal three years ago

i hate going to Events. fucking Events man. why are they there. what do they want from me. feels like i always got some bitchass Even coming up.