I think I've seen this filme before so I'm leaving out the side door
Idk why I'm upset, it happened exactly how I wanted it to
I miss knowing things (the perfect cookie recipe I made once and how to talk to you)
I don't have bpd, I'm just a creature with a lot of 'weather' in need of someone who is ready to ride the storm
hm well
The Pomegranate Trees, William Saroyan
She stared at her reflection in the glossed shop windows as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she continued to exist.
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
meu deus eu!!
20s | she/her | just a sideblog to use as diary quero viver pra sempre e também morrer amanhã
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