kana kofi

feeling the weight of the unlived life today girls

silent girl september… sleepy girl september… solitary girl september…

she ebbin on my neezer til i scrooge

so, here's the thing. tumblr/apple can ban as many words as they want and it will never achieve their goal of "cleaning up" this site because this wretched nonsense poetry is somehow now the single dirtiest thing I have ever read in my life and honestly thank god.

sorry

I blog for the girls who cry on their birthdays and lose a little bit of themselves during the summer months

me when I have a medium day: let’s spice it up with a little treat

Reblog if you deserve a little treat

How many nights have you laid awake wondering if life will ever change?