While You Were Studying Girls I Was Kissing The Blade

me when a poem says something that i have the possibility of feeling

me. me when a poem says something ive felt before

this boop thing needs to be permanent. the serotonin levels i'm getting are comparable to hard drugs

”oh you poor thing! Your disability is so sad. How do you keep going?”

haha lol that’s what she said

i got to read a poem written by the person i love and ive never been happier

call me crazy but paywalling content whose fan base is 90% teens and young adults in the middle of a recession seems like a bad idea

i read the entire post nodding and agreeing but the last sentence still got me

If you think about it…. the acronym KYS isn’t saying “kill yourself,” it’s saying Kill Your Self. Three words. As in, kill the concept of the “Self” - your consciousness’s perception that it is an individual, that it has one meaningful isolated identity that is “you,” that it is not but a droplet in the grand ocean of interconnected souls of all living beings in this universe. I think this is beautiful. Embrace ego death and become one with everything. Everyone should KYS

May Apollo bless this scorching hot bath and make my knees shut up and put out the buzzing fire in my joints.

I wish i could be normal about affection but my love language is merging souls

woke up with no feeling in half my knee

I was on a bus once when this guy tapped my knee and pointed out that we were the only two people not looking at their phones and then asked what I was thinking about. 

sometimes when I’m having a bad day I relive the moment I saw the his manic pixi dream girl hopes draining from his eyes and fill up with confusion and boredom as I explained to him I was thinking about which Rupaul’s Drag Race challenges Frank n Furter would preform best in and locked him into the conversation until it was my stop