Welcome To The Tortured Showgirl Department

ao3 asking if i want to see mature content. do i want to see birds in the sky. do i want to feel the wind in my hair and the grass under my feet

what the fuck do you want (*flirting*)

Nothing is hotter than getting spicy messages when you're in a place you really shouldn't be looking at them

he noticed my little quirks. disgusting. do it again.

"In another world" "in another life" no I refuse to accept that thought process actually. this is the only one I have and I want it in this one

I wonder if one day I'll stop assuming everyone hates my guts and doesn't wanna hear from me

Sexting: I’ve found this song, it reminds me of you

because who am i if i don‘t give my entire heart everytime?

There's an unhealthy amount of yearning in me and I need to take it out on someone

RIP Sirius Black, you would’ve loved a lawyer.

I fricken love jily