pawn shop blues

[already so afraid] let me add caffeine to this, actually

anyways good night i’m gonna go indulge in my unrealistic romantic fantasies until i fall asleep

my met gala look

My default setting is assuming people don’t want to talk to me

anyways time is fake and nothing is real i’m just living my life from one halloween to the next

*literally nothing happens*

me: wow i want to cry

Are you a rose or daisy person? Diamond or pearl person? Satin or lace person? Silver or gold person?

je suis sick of this shit

I don’t care about ANYTHING heterosexual

*drops dramatically to the floor* … anxiété 

i may be antisocial and unattractive 

but?

that’s all

idk about you guys but I say I wanna die at least 10 times in a day

Me: I want compliments and attention Someone: * gives me compliments and attention* Me: *trembling slightly* what the hell

my favorite thing in the entire world is when it’s fall and at night it’s crisp enough to feel it but not cold enough that you can’t be outside for longer than a couple minutes. and i just. breathe. i just breathe and it’s so clear and it’s so cool and it’s getting dark and the sun’s already gone but its light is still around and i breathe. i’ve never ever ever not felt happy being outside and breathing that cold crisp evening air