yes you

I blogged so hard and scrolled so far but in the end it doesn't even matter

I hate that I’ll wonder about it forever

met one of the saddest versions of me this year, lost my spark and now idk who i am anymore

i havent eaten an apple in days. the doctors are closing in. my barricade wont last much longer. theyre coming. tell my family i love them

some days, I believe in communication. some days, I believe in silence.

basically i have to stay silly bc the other option is death

the lonely idgafer starts giving a fuck late at night

cause of death: sensitivity

the uncontrollable urge to know how people describe me to others

I respect the moon's unwillingness to be photographed on a phone

I'm sorry if I'm difficult to deal with. I don't know how to deal with myself either.

"Kill them with kindness" WRONG. drop the opera house chandelier on them.

look we need to talk.........idiot to idiot

I'm too young to feel such a strong sense of longing for the past.

you are the prettiest bouquet of dying flowers i have ever seen

the point of having is giving

tumblr is the little town I visit everyday and you guys are my fellow village people