worship me.

i need to stop mourning people who are perfectly comfortable and content knowing i wont be a presence in their life again .

do you still think i'm hot with this giant hole in my chest

people use "sensitive" like it's an insult. i'm sorry for spending my whole life giving a fuck i guess

they dont tell you this but you carry your upset younger self in you like a parasitic twin

no one gets horror like girls

broke my routine so now i have to kill myself

getting to that part in the day where I imagine how soothing it would be to rock back and forth in a dark room

(no beers in) So how do you perceive me in the privacy of your thoughts

It’s all corrupt girl

having a hometown is such a fucked up concept. i grew up here so i do not want to stay here anymore. i miss it when i am away but once i am back i realise why i wanted to go away as far as possible from it. i am familiar with every corner of this place i did not realise when it slowly changed into something unrecognisable. i would probably like to be buried here but i'd rather die than live here

i wanna lie on the floor and not think for a month or two.