
Richie Kul by Baldovino Barani for FACTORY Fanzine
I get so scared when people get obsessed with me // fall in “love” with me both online and irl bc I know the only step after that is just punishing me, ignoring me, hating me for not living up to the person they want me to be but I can’t help it I’m not a dancing monkey that can perform on command I’m just a dumb girl with nine hearts trying to land on her feet no matter how life tries to toss me smdh

life is back pain
i once heard a scientist in a documentary about evolution refer to the human spine as an “architectural nightmare” and then procede to explain why every back is a bad back. it was so validating.
I adjusted my bra straps wrong one day and I’ve been in a ridiculous amount of pain for the past week.

me, french-tucking my pyjama top into my shorts before bed: For Tan France
The zombie outbreak started 2 years ago now you find yourself cornered by a decaying zombie when you do the unthinkable and bite it first when it falls to the floor and grows its skin back and sits up and asks what is going on
This may be the best subversive idea for zombie apocalypse stories i think I’ve ever seen.
“How the fuck did you know that would work?”
“I didn’t, dude, I just fucking panicked.”
My ultimate goal is to not end up like all the miserable people around me who settled in life and are perpetually bitter about it