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Just because I carry it so well doesn't mean it's not heavy.
January 30, 2026 at 3:52 PM
Just because I carry it so well doesn't mean it's not heavy.
Don't trust everything you see, even salt looks like sugar.
January 30, 2026 at 3:42 PM
Don't trust everything you see, even salt looks like sugar.
Just because I carry it so well doesn't mean it's not heavy.
January 30, 2026 at 3:29 PM
Just because I carry it so well doesn't mean it's not heavy.
"Did you just fall?" "No, I attacked the floor." "Backwards?" "I'm freaking talented!"
January 30, 2026 at 3:16 PM
"Did you just fall?" "No, I attacked the floor." "Backwards?" "I'm freaking talented!"
I will not be another flower picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find, and impossible to forget.
January 30, 2026 at 3:07 PM
I will not be another flower picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find, and impossible to forget.
I'm not a psychopath, Anderson. I'm a high-functioning sociopath. Do your research.
January 30, 2026 at 2:58 PM
I'm not a psychopath, Anderson. I'm a high-functioning sociopath. Do your research.
No one is coming to save you. Get up.
January 30, 2026 at 2:47 PM
No one is coming to save you. Get up.
Don't trust everything you see, even salt looks like sugar.
January 30, 2026 at 2:35 PM
Don't trust everything you see, even salt looks like sugar.
She would've made such a lovely bride. What a shame she's fucked in the head.
January 30, 2026 at 2:28 PM
She would've made such a lovely bride. What a shame she's fucked in the head.
An apple a day keeps anyone away if you throw it hard enough.
January 30, 2026 at 2:15 PM
An apple a day keeps anyone away if you throw it hard enough.
I'm not sure what the definition of 'happy' is, but I know that it's not 'this.'
January 30, 2026 at 2:06 PM
I'm not sure what the definition of 'happy' is, but I know that it's not 'this.'
What you call ‘love’ was invented by guys like me to sell Nylons.
January 30, 2026 at 1:58 PM
What you call ‘love’ was invented by guys like me to sell Nylons.
I'm okay-ish
Yeah, I'm okay BITCH
Yeah, I'm okay BITCH
January 30, 2026 at 1:46 PM
I'm okay-ish
Yeah, I'm okay BITCH
Yeah, I'm okay BITCH
I would love to go... Back to the old house... But I never will.
January 30, 2026 at 1:35 PM
I would love to go... Back to the old house... But I never will.
An apple a day keeps anyone away if you throw it hard enough.
January 30, 2026 at 1:24 PM
An apple a day keeps anyone away if you throw it hard enough.
This could never work, is what we said at first
But whatever this is, it's workin'
But whatever this is, it's workin'
January 30, 2026 at 1:12 PM
This could never work, is what we said at first
But whatever this is, it's workin'
But whatever this is, it's workin'
The final gunshot was an exclamation mark to this whole mess.
January 30, 2026 at 1:02 PM
The final gunshot was an exclamation mark to this whole mess.
She would've made such a lovely bride. What a shame she's fucked in the head.
January 30, 2026 at 12:52 PM
She would've made such a lovely bride. What a shame she's fucked in the head.
To be a star, you must burn.
January 30, 2026 at 12:42 PM
To be a star, you must burn.
The hurt look in her eyes. That's when I knew I'd fucked up.
January 30, 2026 at 12:33 PM
The hurt look in her eyes. That's when I knew I'd fucked up.
My own death does not frighten me. But yours? Oh, that is my greatest, deepest fear.
January 30, 2026 at 12:23 PM
My own death does not frighten me. But yours? Oh, that is my greatest, deepest fear.
The final gunshot was an exclamation mark to this whole mess.
January 30, 2026 at 12:11 PM
The final gunshot was an exclamation mark to this whole mess.
It's hard to turn the page when you know someone won't be in the next chapter, but the story must go on.
January 30, 2026 at 11:59 AM
It's hard to turn the page when you know someone won't be in the next chapter, but the story must go on.
Don't trust everything you see, even salt looks like sugar.
January 30, 2026 at 11:47 AM
Don't trust everything you see, even salt looks like sugar.
And you never knew how much I really liked you. Cause I never even told you. Oh, and I meant to...
January 30, 2026 at 11:36 AM
And you never knew how much I really liked you. Cause I never even told you. Oh, and I meant to...