I AM NOT AN ARTIST AND I DON’T WANT TO BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
This tumblr is like a dumpster for everything I don't want to post elsewhere because the internet is hard
pajama party in a haunted hive
“What lingered after them was not life, which always overcomes natural death, but the most trivial list of mundane facts: a clock ticking on a wall, a room dim at noon, and the outrageousness of a human being thinking only of herself.”
— Virgin Suicides
