Virginia Woolf, Orlando

I love my boy

i fucking love invader zim

it's okay not to have it all figured out, kin-wise. many of us start out as wolves only to realize we're coyotes or painted dogs or, hell, even tigers. some begin as dragons and end as spotted leopards. you might start out as an angel only to realize you're really a comic book supervillain. you might find out you're a kaleidoscope of things, a butterfly and a demon all caught up in one body.

if you had it all figured out at the start, the rest of your life would be boring.

i like to think one of the first things Alastor did after coming back was visiting Rosie right away <3 gotta see the bestie

Self destructive to the point where I almost WANT to go into psychosis.

I want to feel that fear again

I want everyone to know that I’m sick

That it’s not for attention

I want to be alone again

I miss being lonely.

What is wrong with me?

Maybe I’m just used to it. Not having something wrong in my head is weird to me. It’s uncomfortable even.

corpse grindin man by harley poe starts playing and i'm like YEEEEEEEEEEHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

adrianne lenker songs are playing and i'm suddenly perfectly fine

psychosis is so scary what do you mean there was a random flash behind me and now i am being watched. why is my closet slightly more open than it usually is i don't remember keeping it like that there is Something in there. i am going to die tonight aren't i.