✮ Lake ✮

The first thing i saw as i walked through the door, was a sign on the wall that read. It said, "you might never know that i want you to know what's written inside of your head" and time as it stands won't be held in my hands, or living inside of my skin and as it fell from the sky, i asked myself why can I never let anyone in?

someone should teach me how to shut the fuck up and take a hint that no one cares about my bullshit

hi i just remembered when i got called a faggot when i was literally just walking down the road once

i could be such a pretty girl if i didn’t absolutely hate the feeling #femboy era

how fucking low does your life have to be to be drinking small bottles of wine in a supermarket carpark on a tuesday at 12pm

some people just talk so fucking loud holy shit

“who even uses ipods these days” me!! i got to a point in life where i was so scared of not being able to listen to music that i took my ipod everywhere incase my phone or headphones died. even to places that i wouldn’t be listening to music i just cannot go without it