thugly

Yall like nostalgia so much go smoke a white grape white owl

i hate when people take my isolation negatively like i'm just chilling fr

Smoking solo isn’t about getting high — it’s about slowing down enough for the thoughts to catch up. I sit there replaying conversations I wish went differently, missing voices that used to fill the room, and somehow feeling more connected to my own heart than I do in a crowd.

too busy smoking my own grass to notice if yours is greener

my come back game gotta be studied fr

i refuse to be sad before my birthday fuck all yall

Nan Goldin’s ‘The Ballad of Sexual Dependency’

jordanschiffer

by Bahira Motaz Shaheen

leaving things unsaid because saying them won't change a thing

this where i post from btw