.̳ ݁ ˎ ‎‎ 𝖉𝚞𝚝𝒚 ͡┈‎ ‎𝖘𝚠͟𝚘͟𝚛͟𝐧 ‎ .

to you, my catastrophe. to which all sufferings of the world can be attributed— to which all the love i can have may be offered.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ♱ ⠀ ⠀* ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ — - &. 𝒊T’🇸 𝓳U͜͡𝚂𝚃 𝑴E𝙲HⱯⓃIC𝖠͟𝖫 𝚅IØLƎNC͜͡𝙴 . ( ... ) ✦ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀DON'T⠀⠀CORNER ⠀⠀⠀ME .⠀⠀I⠀⠀AM⠀⠀A ⠀⠀⠀WILD⠀ ⠀ ANIMAL . ⠀

⠀do⠀⠀ᴺᴼᵀ⠀⠀𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑡⠀⠀a⠀⠀𝚂┈┈pe͟a͟r͟’s⠀⠀ⲛⲁture.

i thought about sticking it in logan’s ass , but he looked at me with a very mean look . i thought the brick would be the best option .

if you want 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄 ╱ ╱ prepare for 𝐖𝐀𝐑 .

since when do you have my email ? lying is a very ugly thing, professor.

lovely—eyed. death—touched.

the stars are the same as ever, but i don't have the guts to keep it together—stuck in the permafrost.

when i die, will my desire be buried with me, and sprout into a tree?

but no one else can see the preservation of the martyr in me.

when will i get to the test period phase ?

. . y'know! from fortnite!