With Violets in Her Lap

— Bret Easton Ellis, Lunar Park

I’m like if someone smart chose to be an idiot. Out of free will

"You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me." I want this on my tombstone.

HEY that's MY emotional support morally ambiguous misunderstood full of trauma touch starved yearning for love drenched in blood responsible for numerous atrocities comfort character who is TRYING & u will TREAT them with RESPECT

girl chill there’s literally all kinds of everything everywhere

alexander hamilton ass woman

He is worse than wrong. He is, may Heaven forgive him, right but being annoying about it.

ending midnights with “is that your key in the door? Is it okay? Is it you? Or have they come to take me away?” and then immediately starting ttpd with “I was supposed to be sent away but they forgot to come and get me” we never stood a chance

not to give a man credit but shout out to killatrav for pursuing his celeb crush who turned out to be an unhinged mess at the time and sticking around anyway to be her hype man

taylor: the fucking sky is falling and im going to die right now

travis kelce rolling up with a friendship bracelet:

“I’d rather burn my whole life down than listen to one more second of all this bitching and moaning. I’ll tell you something about my good name: it’s mine alone to disgrace. I don’t cater to all these vipers dressed in empath’s clothing. God save the most judgemental creeps who say they want the best for me, sanctimoniously performing soliloquies I’ll never see, thinking it can change the beat of my heart when he touches me”

TAYLOR ALISON SWIFT IS OUT FOR BLOOD ON THIS ONE

Whether or not you agree with the criticisms of her relationship there's something cathartic about hearing Taylor Swift finally lash out at her fans weird possessiveness of her personal life

I am deeply obsessed with the manuscript as the closing track of the anthology. returning to that first big life altering heartbreak, the one that inspired some of the most acclaimed and beloved work of her career, but it's a distant past now and it's almost as though it happened to someone else. and then, in the wake of all the intense loss and turbulence that the past two hours have documented, she knows what the agony was for. because just like all that now remains of that past relationship is the art that came out of it — including all too well, a song that was changed for her over the years into something beautiful and joyful — one day all that will remain of this period will be this manuscript, this album and all its feelings that eventually won't even be hers anymore but will belong to her past self and to its future listeners.