*holding both hands to the sides of my temple, struggling and sweating. A hotdog (no bun) levitates in front of my face*
Aaaaaaauuuuuuugggghhhh-
*The hotdog rockets forward past my face, splattering on the wall behind me*
*places another hotdog in front of you*
Again.
My brain has a tiny Thanos inside who snaps his fingers and erases half my memories at any given moment
the three universal truths: we live in a society, women be shopping, men get pegged
Maybe It’s Mental Ilness, Maybe It’s “I’m Truly And Deeply Flawed On A Visceral Level And Cannot Be Cleansed Of Evil.”
The eyes of Florence Welch
my friend: hey u ok
me, in a depressive episode:
them: hello
me, 8 days later: ahsjksk my bad yeah im fine!!! how are YOU tho??!!
c3po:
*stuffs my pussy with oatmeal* breakfast is ready
*hogs squealing*
maybe this is why they’re deleting tumblr
Me: hey ummm lemme get that pink drink
Starbucks employee: pulls out the carton that says pussy juice adds sugars to it and throws it at my face








