When I talk, I don’t want to cry into the void. I want to offer something, to be heard...but I’m only ever leaving evidence, every time l say anything, it's evidence of what I live through, what life does, what other people do. It's a recording of something but I don't decide or pretend to know what

Do NOT fornicate in July. NO MATTER WHAT. PLEASE

Every time I want to sneak back into this hole, I will cut off one of my fingers until I have none left- will then proceed to my toes- final are nipples

In Cupid's waiting room, where everything looks like a sign of true love

When the most beautiful, brilliant people cannot see the worth of themselves, it feels more hopeless for the rest of us. From another perspective, you find it is only hopeless for people like me, who refuse or don't want to see beyond being an object of value. Always & only either more or less than

I am so bored of twitter, I am constantly annoyed by everything I see, it literally makes no sense. It’s unrelently alienating. I do not understand anyone or anything. Ignorance and confusion caused my boredom. I’m so tired even of typing.. I’d like to like this app but it bores me so far, too

Attempting to sleep after nearly three days.. I hope my body allows me to rest longer than four hours

I want mutuals, too..
I like;

🩷 poetry & writing
🩷 björk
🩷 porcelain dolls & bjd
🩷 piercings
🩷 tattoos
🩷 the color pink
🩷 lolita fashion
🩷 shopping
🩷 collecting knick knacks
🩷 planets and space 🪐
🩷 astrology
🩷 peculiar clothes & jewelry
🩷 perfumes
🪽 My carrd is pinned!

censoress.carrd.co

Bjork (1995)
#art #bjork

Convincing myself that I'm of a sound mind, that the world is never the same from each passing moment to the next, it’ll help me to navigate all that is forever unknowable in this world. Don't worry! It's all apart of the same ocean, the past is in our current 🤍