the urge to disappear forever is getting stronger
full of hate and malice...you know how it is with me...
someday i will post this fic and then its all over for you fools. i mean not now. or any time soon. but someday it will happen
parents are so crazy because they can say the most fucked up shit to you when your brain is forming and it sets the tone for your whole adult mind set and then they forget about it the next day
sleeping is not enough i need to die
Butterflies and flies feasting on the corpse of a fish.
i have no object permanence about myself. if iām not in anyones eye sight i assume i have ceased to be. finding out people remember i exist, think about me, and even talk about me when iām not actively in front of them is startling news every time it is brought to my attention
it's my 8 year anniversary on tumblr (which is insane)š
FLAPPER FANNY SAYS, by Anericn cartoonist, Ethel Hays (1892-1989).