꒒ꀤꈤꉓꂦ꒒ꈤ，ꃅꍟ
@hitbuman.bsky.social
sent from my LG Faucet https://www.furaffinity.net/journals/8bithuman/
Why haven't I wanted to eat lately? It's so overwhelming. You were amazing this weekend.
If you can't figure this out yourself then you can't have all.
I've got a good life in white coming ahead, no need to live that now
i hate the winter, because all of my music sounds like summer, i need something to hold on to
Chemicals going off in my brain feels so good and looks so sad
First ride out of course i'll take. But i need to find one first. But it'll be my taking it.
i reckon no one else can make me choose and i better change eat mealworm and locust
No sleep and no moving on. I want to be beautiful like Starr Revlon, eloquent like Ramona Lisa, and all my other favorites, I want to grow out of my skin, reach up into the air, be held at the library or on a metro seat DC your beauty must carry that life towards me
nothing i can google magic out of here lowering the fall sun into my hat it's too sad to bear my equine body in center frame washed colors why does my pillow still feel like him
It was true. You held it true. But the best is something I'll have. Feels like I have to believe in his angel in order to move forth. It feels like I should throw it all away, but I can't. Something broke in me and I know it. I can't.
shed your tear, trace the angel, and listen to god, heaven's the only way, you were so cruel back then
they didn't tell you how it was gonna go it's a long dark trail it happens to everybody and nothing you say can protect you from what's coming... did you really think i could recover from that?
crystallize my fear that there was nothing to it and nothing to lose there was nothing in me and it never mattered at all lost under time reaching out at god i could be nobody i could become the world i could become all of him for a change with all the pieces still missing
I. Want. To. Care. I WANT TO CARE AND I WANT SOMEONE TO CARE! I want to care and I want to care.
the world is my savior and the fields are my baptism the roads speak my prayer the sun is my scripture and the powerlines are the light to my wandering heart i am raised with the radio towers as my guardian angels and i check out of the library and lay to rest in the land of my sisters and brothers
Shedding all my skin in those sheets, continue on with none of it all, let me be free.
Something is stirring in the pipes, it's going to wrap through the walls till we're all sick in the bed
don't ask for an answer. can you drive over here so we can talk
These days I've got nothing to do but I always feel like I'm running out of time.
caffeine is such a drug unearthing my adhd i get overwhelmed gonna buy new tank tops tomorrow