I miss being young (I am literally 22 talking abt being 19)

I dont do well in situations

this is how your email finds me

You be at peace then all of a sudden remember your ex best friend

morning girls PLEASE share your secret i am tired of being a treacherous creature of the night

Pre-period symptoms will really have you thinking you’re losing your mind

i’ve completely lost my grasp on the concept of a bedtime. no routine, no winding down, no getting ready for bed. i just keep doing my thing until slumber claims me

sorry for being such a bitch i’m overstimulated

hey sorry for being so anxious earlier i had no idea everything would be fine

seeing someone's handwriting for the first time is such a precious moment and I love how it almost always matches their personality

i hate when plans aren’t solidified like WHAT are we doing and WHERE

I just wanna be pretty and have money iont wanna do nothing else but be pretty & have money

need tattoos..... and piercings...... and eternal sleep…….

i’d like to stop being so aware please

I’m a little upset about every decision I’ve ever made but other than that I’m doing well

I carve apologies into walls, I feel as though I am constantly sorry for my lacking. it feels like there is a divider between me and a good version of myself; that if I keep whittling away then maybe I’ll reach enoughness.

whatever gets her into that therapist’s office

absolutnie kocham ideę tłustego czwartku, kurwa, imagine że nie jesteście z Polski i dowiadujecie się, że każdego roku jest tu święto, w które każdy Polak opycha się pączkami

life is pretty because it brought me and u together and we exist at the same time