DESIRE

The girls are fighting! (Me and the war on my mind)

my friends don’t understand that they may forgive their boyfriends for treating them like literal shit but i will neverrrr eveeerrrr forgive them or forget! i hate your boyfriends. i want them dead. i’m planning their execution. i never wanna see them again unless they’re in a photo with the gates of heaven in the background with the text “fly high” on it and even then i’m gonna say they should’ve died in a worse way.

Being overstimulated is such a weird thing to explain to people. Like "hey sorry, I'm not mad at you and this is nobody's fault and I'm not blaming anyone for it happening, I am aware this is a part of regular everyday life but I am mentally crumbling because There Have Been Things Happening nonstop for 5 hours straight back to back with no breaks, and I really need to sit down in complete silence for like 15-25 minutes, after which I will be completely fine and can proceed as normal. But if I'm not allowed to have that, I will resort to violence."

“some things aren’t meant to last” ok but consider this: I love permanence and consistency

I have died every day jopping for you

seeing a dude smoking like yeah u like sucking on that babygirl?

fuck out my way when you see me I’m jopping with the lgbt