geneva ayala | 21 | florida

i wish i could reverse the antics and sanction but he’ll just correct me and thank me for being nothing of what i can be… i sit at home all day. i don’t communicate anything to what were friends and these days i’ve felt so lonely that i just wait and wait til he thinks its okay to hit me up like i’m coming through. and at the same time ask me if im bulletproof but actually he’s asking me if i’m sober but how the hell could i roll on all the hours spent just reminiscing on the times we was closer? fuck… no i’m not drunk and i’m always tryna figure the ways we can function. fuccccccccckkjkkkkwjwkwkwoowow

post myself on. bluddi.tumblr.com ._.

followed with a back rub. :/

craziest shit is that i got a cricut (air 2) today. in hopes of becoming a better designer. but i really feel like returning it and like getting a normal job or something in the middle of the country where no one knows who the fuck i am.

i’m on my bathroom floor... it’s cold. there’s music blasting, people are enjoying themselves. i wish i could. i feel no comfort anymore. i just want to run away all the time, from everything. i want to cut, i want to die. but i’ll just sit here...

lmao.

— gwa

i hope... tbh. 

i know what i want to pursue, and i have many ways to pursue it.