i dont want to look “pretty” i want to look otherworldly and vaguely threatening

GIRL LMAO the world is so fucked up and getting worse every single fucking day and yet i am consumed by personal crises that are comparatively so small and yet proportional to my life so overwhelmingly huge. vision so obscured by the looming giant before me that i cant see the even larger giant about to crush us both

shes a 10 but she answers her texts in 70 to 80 business days and sometimes never

I’m such a slut for casual intimacy. Like yesss rest your chin on my shoulder while we're in line at the grocery store, I live for that shit.

“source?” i can feel it in me bones

mutual obsession is so hot like please let's do absolutely anything for each other

heart shaped thoughts

I’m actually really insecure. I feel like I’m always gonna fuck things up or people will lose interest in me cause I’m too clingy or too passionate or too much of some other trait that bothers them