Two dogs named paper mache and fun time sally

Im like whatever the autism equivalent of a snow bunny is

I think I feel so maternally towards SpongeBob because I see him as the purest form of myself. Not necessarily me as a child, but me now, if I was a child. And I think he’s inherited things from me

Sometimes when I’m feeling insecure about being bloated I try to imagine that I’m in the first trimester of pregnancy and just starting to show and then suddenly I’m radiant

I love it when ppl post writing they did as a child and I can be like “wow I was much smarter and more eloquent at that age”

Lime lips Pale face Breathing in the snowflakes

I love the way I can just choose to be pretty. Do I choose to do it all the time? No. Most days I choose to go different routes. But when I want to be I am gorgeous

Ive never met a gen x mother who didn’t wanna get nasty with Ruby Rose. Ask your mom I dare you

Get me a lampshade and I’ll put it on my head. That’s just how fucking crazy I am

Beabadoobee crashout son or Clairo Shade daughter?

The third plane sashayed into the pentagon giving it a fierce makeover it didn’t ask for

This is how I see myself