i need the world to feel big again, like for my mental well-being
to me, growing up in poverty has shaped my values not in a “i never want to be that poor again” way but in a “i was extremely poor and survived so fuck your money you can never buy me” kinda way
public shame & humiliation are powerful conduits for change. we need to remember this
when will people learn that posting on the internet is not “speaking into the void” lmfao anybody can find anything at anytime even if you don’t think it’s important or should be cared about
ugh so bored w life at the moment
god i would climb Vincent D’Onofrio like a damn treeeeeeee
Aeschylus, tr. by Mary Lefkowitz and Romm James, from Plays; “Helen,”
(via irememberyouu)
if i had a gun i would bust five shots in the air for no reason rn i bet it feels cathartic as fuck
i feel a huge bitchfit coming on rn like everyone get the fuck out of MY WAY








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