Fuck.

I want to be devoured. With intention.

what doesn't kill you makes you stay on tumblr for 13 years and counting

"are you okay" no can we change the topic before i start oversharing

are you mad at me are you mad at me are you mad at me are you mad at me are you mad at me are you mad at me are you mad at me are you mad at me are you mad at me are you mad at me are you mad at me are you mad at me are you mad at me are you mad at me

I rub my face on a person like a cat does when I like them.

I think ‘I adore you’ is such a wonderful phrase, it’s so soft and loving and feels so safe and comforting

girls i don't know how many "ill figure it out"s ive got left

wanting to talk to people is so fucking embarrassing. literally hi it's me again I wanted to have a conversation with you because I think you're fun to talk to. oh god you can just fucking kill me if you want sorry