Sophie

me and my mismatched socks against the world

I havent worn a matching pair for months

i refuse to think about my future

it’s weird to know not everyone lost their absolute shit at 13

The fact I don’t live in NYC bothers me

i’m going to bed, wake me up when it’s cold outside

My teacher being overly nice to me is just like thinking the stripper actually likes me. Like please dont, I cant take itt.

i dont understand how those two different versions of my mom can be the same person

deciding if i should make the conversation awkward by speaking or making it awkward by not speaking

it is possible to be anxious about something and also not give a fuck, i know this because i am in a constant state of both

Omg

“abs or biceps?” in this generation a brain would be fabulous.

I actually have a lot to say but nvm

shy girls who struggle to make eye contact are always the freakiest and perverted (me)

Sighhhhh