I miss you in a world we have yet to create.
I hate when I’m in class, working on my personal writing and someone leans over and goes “WHat R U wRITing” like your eulogy if you don’t back the fuck up you soggy lampshade
this is an appreciation post for anyone who has ever tolerated me
things i don’t own enough of
• make up
• other useless things that will get me nowhere in life but I want them