rye

just opened twitter for the first time in weeks hoping for a giggle and saw james charles booty hole im closing the app again bye bye

why is my upstairs neighbor throwing bricks at the floor at 11 o clock at night fbdusbamskgudhsjsj

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welcome, july.

i’m almost certain that my upstairs neighbors literally just throw things at their floor as hard as they can from the hours of 8PM - midnight

when i get married im walking down the isle in an $8 dress from goodwill and a miller high life in my fist pls and thank u

“The fruit was never an apple” — Max Svabinsky (1873-1962)

sigh

march

"i would peel oranges for you" i would peel open my skull and hand you my brain

:)

me when me when i me when me when the me when

my body is not a temple. it’s a haunted house