Hey so it’s going to be a terrible day tomorrow i can already tell

would it be more embarrassing to kill myself and succeed or kill myself and not succeed

something very good is coming towards me i can feel it

your eyes are eclipsing

Let’s stop calling anorexia ana and bulimia mia that shit sounds really retarted

true love is knowing the pain that comes with it and dedicating your whole heart to it anyways

when u obtain materialistic things you’ve been reaching for but the void inside remains

all roads lead back to the emotions i’ve suppressed

Lol oops

roses are red violets are blue i wanna pull ur skin open and crawl inside of u

born to be a concept forced to be a perceivable being

romantic love is a trap to expand the capitalist system

dressing as a vape for halloween so someone will care about loosing me

i’m like if a really annoying person was really hot and sexy and talented and kind