Chandler. Trans. 💉5.6.17
Mountains, puppies, travel,
queer things, poetry.
when oscar wilde wrote “there are moments when one has to choose between living one’s own life, fully, entirely, completely-or dragging out some false, shallow, degrading existence that the world in its hypocrisy demands” i felt that
“We are only here today not because what does not kill us makes us stronger, but because what does not kill us does not kill us.”
miraculously finding people who have the same niche interests as you and have the same thoughts on it as you is like “FINALLY someone else with good taste” and you know you’d die for them just for the fact they can talk for hours with you about something every other person can’t stand anymore
me, violently beating back my emotions with a broom: for the last time i said shut the FUCK up
