Being A Mosaic Of Everyone You Have Ever Loved Is Fine Till You Realise Some Parts Of You Are Rotting

the urge to be nasty and say "there it is. that's why people leave you."

maybe i was crazy , or maybe i was just a girl interrupted

new medication :(

weight loss :)

hair loss :(

weight loss!! :)

DRIED FLOWERS pt. 2

I can't seek you when I do not know if you wish for my presence

i am God’s favourite little cosmic joke. his favourite suffering soldier. his sacrificial lamb. his poor little meow meow. his whore of babylon. i’m his fallen angel. i’m gonna bite his neck until it bleeds

hey kitten, remember the conversation we had earlier this week? well, everyone on Reddit says that you are the asshole.

Mary Oliver, from a poem titled "August," featured in White Pine: Poems & Prose Poems

Anaïs Nin, from a novel titled "A Spy in the House of Love," published in 1954