Can't fly anymore ;-;

Ze plant

UK is scorched and I’m dripping with sweat. To my the sun is and existential threat

Heat in UK is unbearable, I’m sweating so much my cheeks ain’t spreadable

Amid the dark shines a light, but why is it at such a height?

As you can see on the pic below. I love playing with balls

The lights hum like they know. Somewhere between the pallets and the silence, I forgot why I came here… and why I stayed.

Trapped in the fridge like a mid-season plot twist. Expiration date unknown. Vibes? Flat. Mood? Refrigerated.

Roses are red, violets are blue. Today I forgot to do makeup and I look like poo :v

Life is like diarrhea—chaotic, poorly timed, and leaves you questioning every decision that led you here.

I had a drink, I had another. My life is treating me like a porn stepbrother.

Applied for a job in the void. Got hired. Now I’m middle management in despair.

I was trying to assert dominance over pigeons that took a seat on a bench I wanted to have a cigarette on. Pigeons won and now I’m afraid of pigeons

Waking up on time? Oh yeah, totally. Right after I snooze my alarm 7 times, question every life decision, and negotiate with gravity like it’s a hostage situation. Some people run marathons before 7am. I celebrate making it to the shower without sending a resignation email.

Morning bird? Night owl? Bitch I’m a constantly sleep deprived pigeon

She’s beauty, she’s grace, she’s on her third cider and can’t feel her face

Street Feminists🏳️‍⚧️ (Poison Jessica)

Death came for me, saw my browser history, and just quietly backed out.

I’ve tried to multitask but trying to make toasts while taking a bath was shockingly difficult