“i believe in author death” yeah me too. i killed that guy. i know how this thing is REALLY supposed to happen. guards, fire up the yaoi cannon.

i’m gonna flatline i love the human experience so much GODDDD (listening to underscores rn…i lvoe you..)

a lot of the time i feel like a doll who has been dropped and his face cracked and now he’s a little weird because his brains keep spilling out but he can still feel everything just fine.

maybe what i ought to be doing is writing songs in latin

i keep listening to a particular type of music that’s like. i’m in this god awful american town and i read twilight when i was 11 and men liked to stare when i wore my high school uniform and now sometimes i get high and steal makeup for fun

"any plans this weekend?"

me: yep. big writing weekend ahead.

the writing weekend in question:

i love you late night proofs hw <3