dont EVER tell me how indulging in my ed is bad for me. im the happiest when im in control.
if you like my voice, you'll like it even more when you hear me moan your name
i’m like if a manic depressive tortured artist/poet from the early/mid 20th century was neither a poet nor an artist, and was just a guy who kinda sucks
Mike Davis
The silence of the angels in the morning mist
— eat your heart out ┊ ༑ ࿐ྂ。
i wanna write a female manipulator book that all the hot literature girlies can bond over
woke up this morning loving how skinny my waist feels
i ate too much today i feel so disgusting
im moving in my first apartment in 2 weeks, tell me why im mostly excited because i wont have enough money to buy groceries for a few months. a win is a win.
when night comes