i’m frequently visited by three spirits at night

  • the ghost of i fucked up
  • the ghost of i’m currently fucking up
  • and the ghost of i’m probably going to fuck up in the future


when your parents try to explain a million things to you and youve just woken up


This was lengthy, angry text post that I spent 30 minutes writing, and brewing over. But I decided to delete it because why post it? The whole point of me writing it was to feel a sense of relief—granted, I’m still pissed as hell, but at least I won’t regret anything I say. Sometimes that’s all it takes.


when someone asks me what kind of music i like