She is my scar...

welcome to my blog i hope you like lesbians

I love being ugly as fuck and into music

oh, you have flaws? watch me love you anyway loser.

work tomorrow is one of the worst things that can happen to you

the trees you grew up with have not forgotten you. their branches still whisper your name in the breeze and their roots remember the paths your feet once traced through their shade.

"get home safe" is a spell and i am casting it on all of you ✨

just so my mutuals know, some of the stuff I reblog is for you specifically. good luck figuring out what.

they should invent a crush that is on me

no one says big mood anymore. no one even says mood. no one says anything. all thats left is a dry wind, that scours my face until i bleed

sitting here. unkissed. when will it end

“liked your post” how bout you like me instead

One of my favorite things about loving someone or developing a closeness or fondness towards someone is also loving and developing a fondness for the things they care about. When you learn to see the world in a new way, or you learn to appreciate the things you’ve previously overlooked, or they become your excuse to get into an interest you always thought was cool but thought you didn’t have time for. When a connection makes your world bigger and warmer and fuller and more beautiful.

don’t flirt w me i’ll daydream about us fucking

i think more final girls should be forty and kind of weird and off-putting