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— October 7, 1915 / Franz Kafka diaries

"she was written by a man" "they were written by a woman" i was written by someone who hates me

fluffy bread 🍞

u ever wish u could kill someone bc thats the only way i'll get any fucking closure ok

i'd like to be the person you can just hang out with. text me, come over, we can go explore new cafes or stay at home all day. i just don't want to be alone all the time, and i hope you might want me there with you

stop following me i'm not the girl of ur dreams i'm clinically insane

I’m simultaneously the most obsessive most detached girl in the world

i want to be a sweet and friendly girl but there’s all this anxiety. and the horrors

and rage

yeah and also the rage

god said let's give this bitch so much self awareness it's going to stop her from doing literally anything

concept: extremely sweet and caring guys that fuck you like an animal in heat

scary girl September, offputting girl October, nightmare girl November, dead girl December

being the worst person in the world all by urself there handsome?

Ohhhhhj so the childhood self doesn't disappear forever they come back as a ghost when you are struggling to break into adulthood and sit with you during your lunch break so you're not alone. Alright