october-december is the best time of the year and you can’t tell me otherwise.
wait i can abuse substances instead of feeling things
Isn't it crazy how we will all be in drastically different stages of our lives by this time next year? And then again and again and again.
if you don't know what to write, write for yourself.
write a story you would read but haven't seen yet; write people you would find interesting but have not met yet; write a place you would visit but hasn't been discovered it.
write for yourself.
summer mood board.
I am a terrible combination of “whatever happens, happens” and “If everything doesn’t go according to plan, I will vaporize”
If you have Spotify reblog this and tag what your number one song on your “on repeat” playlist is.
as you may know, israel has begun its ground operation in rafah. they dropped leaflets last night ordering people to evacuate, and bombing in east rafah has already begun.
The border is about to become unreachable.
Rafah is trapped.
We have literal hours until no-one, all the GoFundMe's you've scrolled past, all the people desperately begging on TikTok, will be able to escape.
Give now. Give whatever you can.
I am fundraising for the Odeh family, which is only 3k away from meeting its goal.
you will not get another chance.
My desire for isolation is at war with my desire for connection