you wouldnt be so ugly if you didnt document it --

ass-lord:

He loud as hell

nightly ambition

autocannibalism - consuming oneself

drake’s wheelchair antics alienated an entire white race.

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there were no roses on the nightstand this time. she rolled up her skirt to reveal the bruise in the shape of an anvil. i fell to my hands and knees and began to sweat and blink my eyes. owl pellets we dissected in sixth grade, and we didn’t find rat bones and skulls, but we found something else. she iced both wounds.

it’s that time of night, baby. the slow dance

distances between humans, distances between desire

you’ll ruin my life