My name is Jorja

I love being alone in my room, I love not having to be a person

its me, booboo the fucking dumbass idiot bitch

fake conversations in your head of you venting to someone

me, learning things about myself: oh this is bad

do u ever do something mildly impolite like not give a nice goodbye or not hold a door and spend the rest of the day thinking about it

THIS IS WHAT IM HERE FOR

Cult classics

no offense but i’m literally starving for affection but when people give it to me i can’t accept it as valid because i’m worried i’ve manipulated their perception of me by only portraying myself a certain way and feeling like this portrayal of myself is an imposter and makes me disingenuous and not deserving of the affection they give me.