♦ pitied by @circesAquarium

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I GIVE UP.

just another fucking memory of another person ive killed. or. she killed. it killed. whatever. too many other peoples memories in my fucking head. im going to go throw up and then break a planet.

i'm literally so cute and pitiable chirp

I'm having a panic attack

i'm having, like, the worst day of my life. i fell on my leg during rehearsals and rlly bruised it. ugh. i'm wearing a skirt for tmmr's gig too!!

why the fuck does my stomach hurt i dont even eat that much food for it to be upset over

@circesAquarium do away with the spell you’ve casted upon me, temptress. :( #yearning #letscuddleorsomething

i was in a good mood until spotify decided to hit me with the bees gees. GROSS!!! >:(

my agent says to put some ice on it & i should be good to go. 🫠 i think the dancing will exercise the sprain away

uuhhuhgoh i don’t feel well today. anyways!!! pls make sure to get your tickets to today’s show early at bloom hall!! <3 i’ll be staying extra today to sign and take pictures.

tch. do you really have to go through and pity all my posts deva.
Alright, so, crash course on Chittr culture and what it means to be a numbers-obsessed energy vampire. Episode 1, chapter 1: Plato's allegoony of the cave. The users of Chittr are aroused not by the presence of actual contact, but by the illusion of it. (See pictured: the ignorant dipshit manhandles himself to the implication of someone else's pleasure, despite no evidence that a second person is legitimately engaging in any kind of fondle exercises.) Really makes you think, right?

im a mess, i cant sleep properly. i cried the other night listening to a techno song. my chitts hawve been extremely literal. vwhats happening to me.

An0ther day an0ther sad

someone tell my manager that 8 am photoshoots are not the vibe. ugh, i am so sleepy. my head hurts too.

