i am very sad but at least i have pretty eyelashes

princess of nighttime, baby pink nightgowns, messy unkept hair, pouty lips & glossy eyes, whining & whimpering, sick lost cats & strawberry milk.

I wish my nose was a little heart like a carebear

being on the streets at 2:12 in the morning is the most surreal experience you spend the night w strangers dancing to loud music n you leave realising they are just strangers n how small ur experience on this earth is n ur under the stars n the air is warm n smells like sweet smoke n ur speeding down the highway w the wind in ur hair n the neon lights are fading in the distance as ur sleepy enough to pass out knowing ur just gonna do it all over again bc you can bc nothing matters in this life

i could re live it 100 times over and still never be sick of it ♡

I think a cult leader would be able to manipulate me with a bottle of vodka and a forehead kiss