stoner biotch

To be loved by you would be like an eternal dream that I don’t want to wake up from. But I’m a dreamer, and dreams aren’t real

I need someone to fix me. To make me love them. To kick me and stalk me until the blood and the tears start tasting good and right. To make me obsessed with them just as they are with me.

take a deep breath and calm down? no. lose your mind for me. isn’t it lovely to get a taste of how i feel for you too?

I yearn to be worshipped as a muse. I want poems, declarations of love out of breath, drawings, tons and tons of photos of us together

You know it gets bad again when you result into going back on tumblr 💀

why is a red bull enough some days but then like 50 million snacks and 20 meals aren’t enough other days

I hate how one negative human interaction can send me into a full spiral

i love when im reminded of things that make me want to die 🤩