ok

mood: just wanna suck a dick i care about.

sick of having to pretend to know stuff about things. i don’t know anything about any stuff

as women we have to make sure we have our own. our own finances, our own passion, our own drive, our own job, our own life, our own self esteem, our own spirituality, our own confidence, our own peace. when you have nothing of your own, a man can walk up with a little and it feels like a lot. but when you have your own, a little bit doesn’t impress you.

I have one brain cell and it bounces around in my skull like a windows screen saver

how we act alone when we don’t feel like we have witnesses.. that is the genuine self.. me walking around my room punching the air talking to myself in a bad southern accent, that’s ME baby. you’re never going to know me like i know me. haha.

walking around the house at night w my cell phone flashlight on instead of turning on the lights feeling like a bronte character with a candle