Standards ELEANOR ELI MOSS
see me hoist the severed head of a fanciful romance & candy pops out this is sure to give someone the entirely wrong impression & unfortunately for you i think i’m someone i’m noticing a pattern here things are happening, you know or so i hear there’s always someone swooning over the pit vibrating is quite literally all the rage in a world absurdly full of psychic shrapnel and technology it turns out i am just a little guy my ungodliness like a supernova my disappointment like a distant tuba sound please don’t stare at my anxieties that glimmer in my eyes is secretly the worst one wrong step & i could get myself extremely into minimalism in an exceedingly bad way i know that about myself when it comes to connecting the dots, well… i’m honestly not quite sure i have it in me i’m not one of those people
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