Sad girl, sad life.

Me dolió que no vieras la extraordinaria mujer que soy, pero no te preocupes. Lucifer tuvo el cielo y aún así no le fue suficiente.

hate hate hate that anxiety translates over into physical symptoms like what the fuck you're supposed to be a MENTAL illness

I think that the Hamilton musical is objectively the funniest thing that could happen to that man's memory. Imagine dying of a gunshot wound infection in 1804 and learning from the afterlife that tweenage girls in 2017 are drawing thousands upon thousands of images of you making out with your fellow congressmen because someone wrote a 2-hour rap opera about you. I like to imagine that Hamilton found a monkey's paw and wished to leave a legacy, and this is what it did to him.

Qué miedo me da volver a pasar por lo mismo.

Ando horny 🔥

Llora cuando estes a solas, el romperse es un acto que no necesita audiencia.