Who Are You, Louis?

Who are you, Louis?

You will not use AI to get ideas for your story. You will lie on the floor and have wretched visions like god intended

it's summer now.... for the last time who's gonna match my freak?(aka go on a road trip towards codependency and mutually assured destruction)

after first watching i saw the tv glow with my mother in our living room, all i could do was sit, for hours afterward, staring at the screen, waiting for more. before my mom went to bed, i was able only to say “i am tara”. i thought the same thing after convincing my friend to watch the film with me as we sat in silence through the entire thing. i am tara. i am waiting and hoping and i am free but i never truly will be without you.

listening to tumblr girls by g-eazy while scrolling like i'm a cute little aesthetic blogger and not an internet freak reposting hot vampires to my sideblog

my friend texted me asking our groupchat “what is the name of that dude? it’s like kimerdick cum- tumberbatch or whatever? the kimmadick cummberbatch dude” AND IM NEARLY IN TEARS