The kind of things you have to forget in order to be able to go on living, you know?
— Helen Oyeyemi, from “Is Your Blood as Red as This?” What is Not Yours is Not Yours: Stories (Riverhead Books, 2017)
Ya you’re cute but will you build a blankie fort with me in the living room & play video games all night????
constantly feeling like im being eaten alive by my own loneliness. god bless 🙏
it’s just me and my stupid little fantasies against the world
Squishy thighs are meant to be groped
Energy 🙌🏼
Reblogged from tullipsink
the world is so so mean to sleepy girls. What do u mean i have to get out of my bed
the epic highs and tragic lows of literally just being in my head on a perfectly normal day
time will tell.
Squishy thighs are meant to be groped