victoria

I had a dream last night where I was hanging out with a random man, and I kept accidentally stepping on his shoes. He told me he was upset because I had creased his shoes. I started to feel so bad, I was apologizing profusely, practically pleading for his forgiveness. Trying to do everything I can for him to not be upset at me. I don’t give a fuck about his shoes, or the fact that creased them. I couldn’t stand the fact that someone could have a perception of me that wasn’t perfect. I couldn’t stand the fact that someone could be upset at me.

A cada rato estoy viendo que soy igualita a mi mami, y literal, creo que compartimos un cerebro.