self destructive diary

|| take part in my misery ⋆˚࿔ 𓏲ּ𝄢

will anyone see this? Prolly not (10+ hours screentime reference). But here I am, writing down whatever the fuck I want anyway, because I’ve got free will and can listen to sad, gut wrenching music while doing so. A few things to know about me:

1. I’m 15 years old, but feel like I’m missing out on so much that other teens are experiencing.

2. I have an unhealthy obsession with supernatural and the mid to late 2000s girlblogger aesthetic.

3. Even though it’s summer break, only heartbreak is on my mind, ever since my crush rejected me (ouch).

4. I’m convinced every single problem of mine would be solved if I could do a backflip.

5. I am VERY dramatic about certain things, so please don’t take everything I yap about too seriously.

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At this point, you and I are probably wondering while you’re still bothering to read this teenage cliche excuse of literature, but here we are anyway. As I’m talking down on my own work, I still crave for someone to read and acknowledge this, cause I’m an attention whore. I AM gonna cry if no one happens to see this.

Just for the sole purpose of having no one read this sappy crap only, my content will also sometimes focus on inspo, philosophy, beauty and more. So if all this is appealing to you, feel free to hang on and possibly follow me (please?)

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also todays song recommendation!! (very spiritual, 2000s yoga mom, heavenly intro)