i hate that i’m still hoping
i overthink. i overlove. i overfeel :/
i’m just not having the most pleasant time right now, so out of it, so stuck, something is wrong and for the life of me i can’t seem to figure it out
be clingy with me, i love that
fuck everybody else, i only want you
wish i was in a field by myself and drunk and puking and then i die and the ground eats me
he’s scared he can’t help me, but i don’t think anyone can
one of these days is gonna be the end for me.. i just know it.
i know i’m strong but damn i’m tired too
another day another slay!! (i’m on the verge of a mental breakdown)
