they piss me off so bad i cant
turning off snapchat notifications was the best thing i ever did
— flash sale! my clothes are 100% OFF.
everything gets so bad im sitting here and writing angst instead of sleeping(im gonna die if i will continue sleeping for 6-5 hours a day)
i almost had a panic attack today and died from cramps🎀 girlhood
no but if im not gonna get a dog in next week im actually gonna cry so bad and have a melt down
one more thought about food/calories and im exploding this planet completly i cant
no bc i once read a fic were someone was fucked with a gun and another one were they got fucked by a killer?? im concerned about the author
this is how i look at my phone when the fic is so horny it genuinely makes me worry for the writers well being
、『light of my life, fire of my loinsbe a good baby, do what i want』
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