it's so cringe how every song on the radio by a woman is about how good she is at having sex. id make a song about being ass at sex. i twist the dick like a pretzel and bite it off that's what id sing
it's you, it's always been you .
Talking to strangers makes me feel so good. Like yes i know we won't ever meet again but i still want to listen to you complain about the weather. i still want to listen to you talk about that person you hate and can't stop cribbing about. i still want to listen to you talk about how plants photosynthesise
idk who needs to hear this today, but don't go lurking on ex friends and partners. nothing you see or read will make you feel better there. all you're doing is hurting your own feelings. leave them in the past and do your best to move on with your own life, to make what you have now happier rather than dwelling on things that used to be (:
hearts of darkness (1991) dir. eleanor coppola, george hickenlooper, fax bahr
liking christmas = spoiled nepo baby
liking halloween = victorian street urchin
liking thanksgiving = big and greedy
liking valentines day = borderline personality disorder
Being a goofy lil' goober, a strange fellow, is a very weird experience if you think about it. 'Cause like, even if you know you're weird, it just kinda doesn't register with you most of the time. You do things that are just like "yeah, that's about right, checks out" to you, but would seem like a sign of total derangement to other people
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