I Like To Daydream That I Matter To Someone

ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to be gutted alive

me n the girls walkin into target headed straight to the clearance bread rack

I just tried to write a poem n almost died. Never trying to get in touch w my emotions again !!!

found goat milk and wheat ale at the store. theres no way im NOT making a white gilgamesh tonite

You should be able to kill yourself once a week to maintain your sanity

maybe in another universe, I can ask for help when I need it.

the only thing im good at is ruining good things