I WAS ACCIDENTALLY MEAN CAUSE IM DYSLEXIC AAHDUDHSHHDHSHSHDHSH

repent

What did I do 😭😭

Call me manipulative, but I want someone to reach their hand out to me when I start to walk away.

I want to feel like I'm worth running after. I want to feel like I'm wanted.

I have so much nnnnnNNNNASTY transgender sex that would KILL YOU I HATE every one of yo

the clouds looking like they're straight out of toy story over here

touching her, you wonder how she holds all of midday sunshine in her skin, how light touches her like she's something made for it, like she's something high and empyreal like an aureate glow bouncing off the cloudscapes she dreams of. she speaks of the cottoned sky like a homesick child, and it is in that I find kinship. her eyes shine like that cottoned sky put through a spinning prism. she's held me since first knowing her, with a thousand apologies already in her comfort, yet before I'd even spoke aloud what ailed me. It's strange to wonder if she sees me -- pale, sorry me, lost and absent in the sea -- from her warm dream. I hope to be a part of that warm dream.

do you want to see a bisexual man struggle? Well look no further

knowing that some people don't have an internal monologue is so confusing. what on earth do you mean they don't have a voice in their head critiquing every move they make

Good morning elfboy nation

I need to sit in a stream and look at the rocks in said stream