I Hate Going To Events. Fucking Events Man. Why Are They There. What Do They Want From Me. Feels Like

i hate going to Events. fucking Events man. why are they there. what do they want from me. feels like i always got some bitchass Even coming up.

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3 weeks ago

babes. that might be a sign of something.

mw i am both acting and look high..

1 month ago

woah mama means family

1 week ago

got called neurodivirign today and then the bitch played a sick riff on my guitar. wtf is high school man


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1 month ago

as a D1 floater friend, going to a tiny ass high school is weird. it’s like. i know EVERYONE. i play sports, so im friends with the popular soccer players. i’m in advanced classes, so im chill with upperclassmen. i like art, so im friends with the nerdy art kids. and to make it WILDER, my dad works at the school with behavioral kids. so im friends with the skaters, stoners, and even the kids who get suspended every other week that most people are AFRAID OF. i’ve lived here not even a full year and i’ve got a wider circle than some of the mfs that grew up here. and i’m an INTROVERT.

1 month ago
Happy Ostara!

happy ostara!

ā€œyou belong in the kitchenā€ okay? and you belong in the soup. get Boiled idiot.

1 month ago

i have herbbs in my hair

when shit is so downhill that you have to put yourself in the soup

When Shit Is So Downhill That You Have To Put Yourself In The Soup
3 weeks ago

pull it together you little bitch ass rat. we got shit to do.

Sighh...

4 days ago
The Last Thing I See After Showing My Art Teacher A Stylized Drawing Instead Of A Hyper Realistic One.

the last thing i see after showing my art teacher a stylized drawing instead of a hyper realistic one.


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1 month ago

I miss the butterflies you gave to me

When you let me braid your hair.

You stopped speaking to me

And I don’t know why.

Now I don’t like you

And I certainly don’t love you.

But I am infatuated.

If I could split your ribs,

Tearing you open with my bare hands,

I would curl up in your chest

And lay my head on your heart.

If you were to bring a hammer down

And crack open my chest

I would let you claim that space.

Then you would hold captive my soul

For you already reside in my mind.

So crack me open and burrough inside me

Or let me tear you apart.

Either way

No one walks away

Without a permanent mark.


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1 month ago

the other night i had a nightmare that my mom was cheating on my dad with mr beast and i was trying to warn my mom that he was evil but he was right there so i couldn’t outright say anything and i literally woke up in a cold sweat it was terrifying


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