hey guys! ive pretty much abandoned this entire account but if you’re interested in keeping up with me and my exploits, you can do so over at my new blog, @cxntrition !
y’all ever just say fuck it and eat the water bottle too
how to make a silent hill monster
take any wierd fetish drawing with bad anatomy
imagine it sprinting 30mph at you in a dark alley while hissing and sputtering
it's wiggly wednesday
delete this
I feel like there’s a whole genre of poems about womanhood that are just like “my hair was a snake and I was living in a house that was on fire” but like. they’re literally right
its canon srry i dont make the rules :/
shadows of flowers during golden hour, the ocean glittering in the sun, white cotton sundresses, running barefoot through flower fields, cherry coke, heart shaped lockets, sunkissed skin, gold hoops and glossy lips
no offense but money would solve literally every single one of my problems. like all of them. i dont have a single problem that money wouldnt immediately solve
great stuff happening in the city i see
girls night!
my DNA test results came back positive. i definitely have DNA.
quit bragging
someone introducing t’challa at an international conference: and now, his majesty, king of wakanda, t’challa!
shuri, somewhere in the crowd: NERD