a very sweaty & exhausted me in front of a rainbow during sunset. the world is vastly beautiful sometimes.

Officially exited the “life is a shitshow” phase of my life and entered the “life is a shitshow lmao” phase.

Going to take a break from social media to focus on, well, living. Thanks for the good energy, I’ll see you all in a couple months! ✌🏼💜 🤙🏼

tender coconut shrimp + chile lime fries 😋

red lipstick and nothing else is a 10/10 makeup combination and no one can convince me otherwise

“Women shouldn’t curse, it’s unattractive.” Wait, let me just double-check to see if I have any fucks left to give. Pretty sure I don’t but I’ll take a look and get back to you. Thanks for your patience.

I'm not sad, but the boys who are looking for sad girls always find me. I'm not a girl anymore and I'm not sad anymore. You want me to be a tragic backdrop so that you can appear to be illuminated, so that people can say 'Wow, isn't he so terribly brave to love a girl who is so obviously sad?' You think I'll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I'll swallow you whole.

Him: I love you. Me: ok but would you still love me if I were a worm?

Eid Mubarak to those who celebrate.

Hill #825 I’m willing to die on: Being a good man doesn’t necessarily equate to being a good father.

Je rêve encore d'une autre vie

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Une autre vie

Iliona · Tristesse · Song · 2021

One minute you’re young and wild, the next you’re buying ramekins

Every woman has that one garbage song that makes her want to dance like a stripper, and this is mine:

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Under The Influence

Chris Brown · Indigo (Extended) · Song · 2019

my favorite tee came back in stock for like five minutes only to get sold out again and now I’ve got nothing to wear and am two milliseconds away from fucking losing it

Isn't it funny. I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that's something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It's hard, or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but Hatred cradles you. - Janet Fitch, White Oleander

Me heading on a journey to find out where my ex gets the audacity: