I don’t need to go to college I can learn anything I want through youtube tutorials
the number of times i think “i don’t care” while people are talking to me is really getting out of hand
Ash Wednesday, Pikachu Thursday, Misty Friday
a wine cellar of unsaid things.
This is why my love letters burn
like whiskey - every word is
fermented with all the fluff
evaporated off. I love in a way
that leaves people on the floor.
Yesterday my friend and I were walking out of Forever 21 and the wind blew my skirt up a little. I had shorts on underneath (for this very reason) but two guys in a parked car saw it happen and yelled at me to lift it more, I yelled back, “fuck you!” and they laughed. So I took my pocket knife out of my bag and said, “I will slash your fucking tires” and they did not laugh
Mobile blogging a.k.a only reblogging text posts because none of the pictures load