Too Close To The Sun

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when you grew up as a lonely uncool girl it will never stop haunting you by the way. you will meet a cool person at a bar or the train station or at a friend's party and you can wear your most stylish outfit and striking eye makeup and you will swear that they can see through all of the facade and see the lonely terribly insecure teenage girl you used to be who desperately wanted to connect and you will swear that they know that there is like an insurmountable gap between you. this will happen forever

This is a sickening side profile my god

viktor vs cait innit

i go to bars and coffee shops and breweries and libraries and thrift stores all the time by myself and i have a chill banger time i love my own company. so why is the grocery store a warzone. im fighting for my life. barely make it out alive. if someone even looks at me i want to blow them up with my mind

when art said serve he meant face

can confirm

look what I made

“My poor baby. My poor sweet little boy,” I lament out loud over a whole grown adult man who is not mine but is in fact a fictional character with fictional hurts. What matters is my feelings are real

Imagine being 16 and being so sure you’re going to die like you’re closing your eyes to fall asleep forever in the child death arena you’re in and when you open them next the most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen who you’ve been head over heels for since you were like seven at least and she’s talking so sweetly to you that maybe the birds have stopped singing to listen to her now too, and she is kissing your face and she is feeding you warm soup and she is so good at acting like she loves you that you realize that the first time you’ve been treated this gently and handled this preciously is here in this cave with this beautiful girl in the child death arena and you think to yourself that you have to keep fighting off death itself if only it keeps that sweet smile on her face.