bliss

im so sexy and fun and fucking doomed

I never got over anything. I miss everyone and everything. nostalgia and grief kill me every day. oh and I also love going on walks.

i will never stop being 6 years old and lonely. i will never stop being 11 years old and lonely. i will never stop being 19 years old and lonely. i will never stop

[ID: i want to go home, i want to go home, but what i mean, what i'm grasping for, is not a place, it's a feeling. i want to go back. but back where? END ID.]

I'm like if a girl had the urge to scream and break something all the time but stays quiet instead

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i may be quite sad and nervous but there are still little pink hearts radiating off of me like a cartoon character