my brain is so screwed up
you have such a disgusting energy about you, i can’t believe i’ve dealt with it for so long
- boobs will be perkier because they’ll learn to support themselves !!!
- sweet, sweet freedom
a crack in the sidewalk
the dust from the light shining through your window
the way the floor creaks as you walk over it
i don’t feel pretty.
ever. and also right now.
I’ve tried giving you the benefit of the doubt. I’ve even defended you.
But every fucking time you prove to me that you’re nothing but trash.
why do you treat me so differently
i was going to have one, but i didn’t.
partially because my stomach is upset, but i also don’t deserve it.
it’s donut/bagel day at work and the smell of glazed donuts is pure torture.
you put butterflies in my stomach that my head can’t understand and thoughts in my head that i can’t stomach
losing friends left and right