Failure

tfw the portrait of your mother that’s glued to the wall of your house is pissing you off so you borrow some sharpies off lupin and draw devil horns on her #justsiriusthings

*makes up for ugly face with semi-okay personality*

I will reblog these every single time.

I’m dying omg

I’m the type of person who holds on to ticket stubs and photos and presses flowers but never puts them into a scrapbook I just have them scattered everywhere which brilliantly illustrates how I’m a sentimental piece of shit who can’t put their life together

Are you flirting with me or am I overanalyzing all of our interactions: a novel written by me

its that point in the winter where i would happily dip myself in a tub of moisterizer

“alcohol isn’t supposed to taste good” buddy watch me drink the fruitiest/sweetest shit i can find & enjoy it b/c i don’t hate myself enough to even begin to consider drinking like. beer