A long sought glimmer. The shimmer of scales. Whirling and swirling she ascends, following the ocean's sway, the roll of the tide, trading the song of solitude for the brilliant flurry of the world above. Climbing higher and higher, her smile breaks the surface. Arms outstretched, she greets the moon, beaming goodness and light. She is the sea, illuminated, radiant with unspoken secrets and legends of enchantment yet to be discovered.
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i hate nerves and anxiety. oh nooo i am scared of acting like a weird bitch to remedy this i will act like a weird bitch
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god it's like nobody even cares that [problem i've taken great pains to make sure nobody will acknowledge] looks like i have no choice but to make it worse in isolation for reasons i can't articulate and don't understand
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having to ask people if you’re still hanging out is one of the worst things ever . like is our playdate still on? im gonna stab myself
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huge fan of reading and learning, but also an even bigger fan of sleeping and being unconscious.
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there's just nothing that beats being at home. the world will try to convince me i should be doing more and it's like yeah but im at home
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