Aina

I think i’m the nicest rudest most caring nonchalant idgaf person you’ll ever meet.

i don't belong to those who belong to everyone

Don’t talk to me, I get attached

Deep talks are my favorite. If you can connect with me on a level not everyone can, you’re in.

does anyone like me and want to understand me

it’s no makeup weather. just sun cream, lip balm and cluster lashes

“why are you tired? you haven’t done anything all day” the simple fact that i exist drains me. hope this helps

I do good when I’m focused, I do better when I’m cared for

Realistically I could never get rid of tumblr because it gives me the illusion of a community of strange young women all around my same age, all slowly figuring out how to live too

overthinking should at least burn calories bc wtf

my love language is making you the only person i don't ignore on days i don't want to talk to anyone.

i am a people-unpleaser, I'll disappoint you.

"There's millions of Tumblr users" to you. To me There's only about 12 and we all reblog the same five posts from each other

I crave you in the most innocent form. I crave to say goodnight and give you forehead kisses.

Just one person and a quiet life