the phrases "kill myself" "kill yourself" "let's kill ourselves" are sacred because brands cannot use them. holy in the literal sense
My whole weekend got consumed by being sick. I spent all of yesterday lying in bed with a wet towel on my face to clear my sinuses. This week I have to buy a new phone handset and move out of my apartment. I am tryingggg not to kms ^_^ Oh I finished reading the 500-page book about jonestown and then forced myself to listen to what is titled on youtube as the “death tape” so I’m also just not in a good mental space in general probably..
the thing about richard siken is that he really did miss his calling when he decided to become an award winning poet instead of a neurotic tumblr shut-in so whenever he does this sort of thing I can't actually conjure any surprise or an internal scooby doo noise or anything. fork spotted in kitchen etc etc
my mom loves to lie and like she always swears she was NEVER homophobic or anything to me as a child “i even have a gay work friend” but a really funny memory resurfaced recently where i asked if i could use birthday money i had to buy a rainbow flag when i was like ??? 7?? because i LOVED rainbows. and she said no that means something Evil and god will hate you . so what did i do. but ask my grandmom for a rainbow sweater for christmas and proceed to only wear that sweater for three years when it got cold because i didnt like the idea that god hated colors and i wanted to challenge him
normal 7 year old with religious trauma: oh no god can hear my thoughts and punish me
me: either you are wrong about god or god is wrong and i will fight him and i will be the one to find out
me at 7: he would not fucking say that
My #1 msg for hot people is that death is coming ..
Sick again, third time in 3 months. Whatever the universe is trying to tell me I DONT want to hear it!!!!!!!
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my mom loves to lie and like she always swears she was NEVER homophobic or anything to me as a child “i even have a gay work friend” but a really funny memory resurfaced recently where i asked if i could use birthday money i had to buy a rainbow flag when i was like ??? 7?? because i LOVED rainbows. and she said no that means something Evil and god will hate you . so what did i do. but ask my grandmom for a rainbow sweater for christmas and proceed to only wear that sweater for three years when it got cold because i didnt like the idea that god hated colors and i wanted to challenge him
normal 7 year old with religious trauma: oh no god can hear my thoughts and punish me
me: either you are wrong about god or god is wrong and i will fight him and i will be the one to find out
me at 7: he would not fucking say that
