I was the most pitiful I’ve ever been last night.
Dude the bruise under the scrap sucks. My knee is so much more swollen than the other one.
Chip trail? Nah son, trip trail.
i actually really like walking alone at night, pity that as a young woman this is considered unforgiveably risk-taking behaviour
Going out at night with the possibility of something bad happening is exiting. And terrifying.
I’ve been running more recently. I feel so much better when I do.
I get out of class ready to die just from all the stimulation and thoughts and bullshit and running helps clear my thought
Good job me.
If I combined every guy I’ve ever slept with they would make the perfect partner.
I don’t want anyone to be attached to me for a while.
I hate people caring about me.
I get in my moods and I just don’t want to bother anyone with them. Or my thoughts.
I don’t like new relationships
I want to pretend like everything is fine when its not.
When I tell someone something is wrong they freak out and get scared.
The world around me isn’t my problem.
My problem is my mind. I hate my thoughts and feelings. I hate my emotions. And my reactions.
I wish I didn’t act the way i do.
I wish I was subtle and quiet.
I wish I was calm.
I’m just silly and broken
IM MOTHERFUCKING 18
I CAN NOW BE TRIED AS AN ADULT. FUCKING YAHHHH
Yo, I turn 21 tomorrow.
*me trying to take a picture *
I smell like fireball and bad decisions.
I’m the moon