merci pour le venin

More like majored in becoming a hot piece of ass

But you lost all your friends

and your eyesight 

not to mention your sweet bunkbed man what happened

*pushes tear back into eye* not now

i want love that’s warm and sickeningly sweet like honey… the kind that makes your insides all gooey and causes your heart to flutter uncomfortably and causes heat to blossom on your cheeks… but i also want the cool and calm kind of love, the love that’s quiet and steady and stable, where they make you feel like you’re coming home.

I’m not the type of girl anybody wants to be with. My body takes up too much space and I laugh too loudly for too long and I shout when other people are quiet and when I’m drunk I type in caps and I always wanted to be mysterious and beautiful and untouchable like other girls but if you ask I will give you everything and I fucking despise that

parents don’t realize how much they fuck their kids self esteem up just with simple shit like not paying attention when they speak, or telling them to stop being goofy. like let your kid be them. everybody already gon give em a hard time, why they gotta get that from they parents?

you ever listen to your dad talk and be like “why are you like this?”