I can’t wait to start my creative writing class cause ima write so much fanfiction about my otp
I SPENT 6 HOURS MAKING THIS BALLOON PIT AND IT DOESNT EVEN WORK
This is hilarious in the darkest way because this tree is holding the dead corpse of one of the other trees
I’m the female version of a fuck boy
if you want to understand the psyche of our generation take a good look at the stories we tell ourselves about the future
because it isn’t flying cars or robot dogs, it’s faceless government surveillance and worldwide pandemics and militarized police brutality and the last dregs of humanity struggling to survive
our generation isn’t self-centered, or lazy, or whatever else they wanna say about us. we are young, and we are here, and we are deeply, deeply afraid.