Get. The. Fucking. Tissues.

listen before i go comes on and suddenly my stomachs in knots and i’m 15 again, freshly dropped out of school, losing all of my friends over a simple sentence, sobbing my heart out followed by multiple panic attacks every single night and not being able to deal with my feelings healthily because i had nobody left who cared anymore, so it didn’t matter what happened to me. right?

16 likes on tiktok is embarrassing but 16 likes on tumblr is like winning a grammy

i havent sneaked my phone in school(exept from like 3 times to turn music/check messages) andd im eating

r yall proud of me

people don’t understand when i say i love billie eilish, it’s on a much deeper level. like she’s the only person who actually speaks out about things that happen to girls. like there are things she spoke about that i have related to thinking it wasn’t normal and i was the only person. i relate and understand her in so many ways. people just think that i like her because of her music and how beautiful she is, but it’s not only that, she makes me feel seen and loved and cared for when i don’t feel any of those. honestly and genuinely so beyond grateful have her still here, i don’t know what i would do without her. she’s saved me so many time. i love love love her so much.

“No you can’t bite me” god forbid a girl has hobbies

god i love sweet, sappy nicknames. call me baby, call me sweetheart, call me love. call me silly names based on inside jokes, or by the cute things that remind you of me. just the idea that someone cares for me so much that they invent a hundred other ways to have my name on their lips.

hyperfixation got so bad i went on my phone in lesson just to watch her interview🩷

BARK BARK BARK

her fingers omg i can’t