you plague of a girl.

sorry I can’t hang out tonight. yeah I’m busy freaking out over things that might not even happen. yeah it’s gonna take a while

I’m such a “yay <3” person like unironically a hip hip hooray type of personality

destroying and betraying yourself for nothing all by yourself, handsome?

btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

i love you semicolon. no one look at my 80 word sentence

girl help i’m starting over again for the 1000th time & i’m beginning to think that life is a never-ending cycle of starting over & i actually have to make peace with that in order to move forward

i like to think i'm the dead horse that everyone keeps beating

crossfaded on apple slices and peanut butter