I’m tired of stratifying myself into layers.

I’m my sexuality and my profession and my creativity and passion all at once. 

I’m ripping open my skin and letting myself out

Really craving 2013 tumblr right now

After all this Time

after all this time I’m finally getting back to being me

woke up in unfamiliar woods today

a brand new compass feels heavy in my hand 

but i’m not going to put it away, I need to keeping looking at it

mummy is having a lot of big feelings today

I’m very lost these days and the problem is no one logs on to see that 

I guess i’m not trying to write for anyone else other than me

Part of the reason i’m so into tumblr these days is that it’s quiet. Twitter and TikTok have both become so intrusive to me.

I want places where i can feel like my brain isn’t infected with the sounds of a million other people