i get scared when things go well for me.

i've never been anyone's first choice. nobody has ever chosen me over someone else. im not anyone's favorite person. im nobody's first priority. nobody asks me how i feel about things. im alone, because nobody wants me, and nobody ever will. im just going to have to accept that

queria morar numa ilha e viver de nudismo, cochilos, sexo, frutas, maconha, mergulhos e música

At least life has music.

it’s so peaceful when nobody knows shit

I hope I marry someone as freaky as me.

queria conhecer todas as praias do mundo

normalize BED-ROTTING in the holidays & not feeling guilty about it for your mental health

best thing i ever did was calm down

serei a primeira mulher a morrer de tesao e ciumes

normalize never speaking to people again after they disrespected you.

distance, silence, peace

part of me still wonders why.