Pinegrove

childhood was so crazy. my parents were kind of young. a meal seemed to last forever. i could run for ages. everyone was alive

they should invent a way to disappear without anyone even knowing you existed in the first place

im too old to be this incapable and mentally ill. for real

honestly idk what i would do if i couldn't google every question or thought i ever have. if i didn't have 100s of different forms of distraction available to me at any given moment

born to always mourn the present like it’s already become a memory

I want to be gentle and kind but im so fucking angry and intense all my edges are sharp

everyday is like good morning arent u terrified you’ll never make it

"what's your dream job??" Uhh to have 17 weird little hobbies that I don't have to be good at and hang out with friends. I get money via being the world's specialist little princess

not going to lie guys i don’t think being employed is for me