Your Last Words Before You Die Are The 3rd Line Of The Last Song You Listened To. What Are We Saying

I watched I saw the tv glow today…

It’s like they saw the Truman show and said we can make this more fucked up actually.

Just realized that the reason I love making friends on tumblr is because it’s exactly how you make friends on the playground as a six year old. No, I don’t know their name but they love mermaids too and built this awesome sand castle. No, I don’t know their age but their imaginary cheetah is friends with mine. You like this show? You like this character?? You can sing the theme song really loud??? Here is a flower crown. Here is a juice box. You can share my time and I might never see you again but part of you stays in my soul forever. In my mind we’re still on the swing set and the sky is blue and nothing will ever be wrong again.

diamond dust (I drew for my friend!)

note goal thing because why not

10 notes- i'll clean my room

100 notes- i'll work harder at school

1000 notes- i'll come out as genderqueer to my parents (never gonna happen, please don't) (hehe changed it to 1000 so it will literally never happen)

not many things but i can't think of too many things right now, if this somehow gets to 100 i'll add more

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update!!!!!! i cleaned my room :) y'all are awesome, thank you for the motivation <3

got my diet lemonade (with a straw)

perhaps some will disagree, but i think the world got worse when we changed the colour of the night

Getting my Radio Silence tattoo tomorrow!!!

Band trip vibes rn

what people think alice oseman books are like: blushing awkward first meetings, little chaste first kisses, giggling teenage boys holding hands what alice oseman books are actually like: hey what if your entire personality is actually a carefully constructed facade to make other people like you and to disguise the fact that you don't actually know who you are. if you stripped away all the walls, all the artificial things that you think make you up, what would be left? what would happen if you stopped living for other people and started living for yourself? is there even a person in there or just a gaping void with nothing left in it? wouldn't that be fucked up? do you even know yourself? do you even have a real personality anymore?