Baladbox

synchronicities between the real world and the mind are bleeding into each other more, I don’t believe this is a coincidence I believe this world is actively shifting before my very eyes and more and more I’m realizing that I am indeed the creator of my own reality. Nobody is writing this story but me.

sleeping is not enough anymore, what I need right now is to die and then be resurrected and feel reborn.

"you are too young for me” “we shouldn’t be doing this” “remind me of your age?” “little girls shouldn’t look as good as you do” JUST FUCK ME ALREADY

autumn is coming soon, so life will be like this

stop copying my fucking posts

Mealpo✔️⭐️