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im wherever the arroz con leche is

why did those girls from my seventh grade friend group even keep me around they hated me they had always hated me

or it goes my way or everyone dies

yall ever fuck with a song so much you restart it before it finishes

leaving the house with a book to go buy bread #thingsthatwouldhavegottenyouexecutedinthemiddleagesasawoman

everyone shut up jeff buckley started playing

my romantic fantasies include erasing every hint of my existence and moving to ireland to start a new life in the countryside from the complete beginning, staring at someone across the street and dissapearing behind a bus, and someone noticing my abscence

why is my dad always mad and how do i make him happy and not always disappointment with me no glue no borax.

all i am programmed to do is panic about my future, eat, sleep, draw, sleep, panic about my future, read, eat some more because why not, draw again when i have motivation, and panic some more

yes i'm just saying shit to say shit what about it

god forbid a girl has a low social battery

when i finish a series that was a crucial part of my life and now nothing feels the same and i'm empty inside like a wandering ship in the ruthless seas looking for an island to dock in

maybe i'd still like my old crush as i used to like him if he was a girl and we kissed but like wtv

i adore car rides so much when i get so lost in the view of the road outside and in my music and that i get so disappointed when we actually reach out destination