My name is Paris. I'm a Pisces. My interests include art, literature, and music among many other little things. My blog is a compilation of things I like or am interested in.
A few favorite artists: Bosnian Rainbows, Mars Volta, White Lung, The Lovely Bad Things, Smashing Pumpkins, Portishead, Wild Flag, Le Butcherettes, and The Voids.
I love the work of Ai Yazawa, Sylvia Plath, Hayao Miyazaki, Alfred Hitchcock, Audrey Kawasaki, and James Jean.
Human nature fascinates and horrifies me. The universe is my god. Life is my teacher. I'm a changing person and I'm still learning. The end.
People make me so moody after a while. Lately, I had been feeling social and thinking wow! I’m actually enjoying people! But there have just been so many friends over the last few days, and they’ve been crashing here, too. They’re all so nice but I want to bash my head in. I’m also getting more anxious and self conscious the longer I go without alone time. The paranoid “they hate me” thoughts start kicking in. “I’m obnoxious.” “Why did I just say that?” “Ill just stop talking now.” Funny how that morphed into a self hatred thing when I just want to be alone with myself.@19 hours ago
Who the fuck smokes spliffs? Especially with good weed? You’re just ruining it. Ruining the flavor, ruining the high, and I don’t want to hold tobacco smoke in my fucking lungs as long as I would weed smoke. If anything, why can’t you be considerate of those around you who avoid tobacco? It’s like forcing someone to smoke a cigarette almost. I mean, I don’t HAVE to smoke the spliff. It’s just so gross. I’ll never get it. Jxdnsjcksnhxkvkcdnz@1 day ago with 2 notes