Edvard Munch - “From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity.”
Another lazy day; I hope I get out of this weird mood soon. On the bright side, God Save The Queen leggings!
Of course you recognize me. I haven’t changed at all.
And, because you see what you expect to see, you’ll compliment me on my youthful appearance (“What…
casually call people “human” to unsettle them and make them question what sort of being you are
I’m scared if this restlessness… It won’t let me eat or sleep. I’m not fond of only having two apples and six hours sleep between two days. I try to sleep, my brain aches and races. I try to eat, revulsion turns my stomach. My diet has turned traitorous again, there’s a ragged hole torn out of my cheek once more. All I can do is sit and read and drink. I wish there was some possible form of help…
desolation of clothes
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? THIS IS THE MOST FABULOUS THING THAT I EVER SEEN.
THE FUCK IS THIS FABULOUSNESS
This reminds me of something …
IT GOT BETTER
Why so sad, little girl?