I'm not toxic, I'm broken, baby

my desire to be hidden from the world just keeps intensifying

mental health status: need to look at the sea for hours and stay quiet

hate that I was understanding when I should’ve just been a cunt

like what is the point in scraping by and just like barely surviving for years and years when the world waits for no one and it never amounts to much anyway

i been cherishing every moment lately w/ everyone. these days, you just never know.

Forever traumatized by realizing that no amount of love can change someone who finds losing you easier than facing their own behavior.

you will never be at peace with someone who’s at war with themselves.

You can always count on me to never talk to you ever again. That’s my area of expertise.

I love a lowkey vibe. Nobody knowing shit about us, but us.

i am in my 20s but also in my teenage years and also in my 40s

more men should be on their knees begging desperately. like in general

this too shall pass but the fuck was that for