WHETHER THE WEATHER, WE WILL WEATHER IT TOGETHER!
I’m so far past delusional right now.
Sick post #2, without the profanity:
I’m sick. Boo.
layla. 18. new york. unhinged
WHETHER THE WEATHER, WE WILL WEATHER IT TOGETHER!
I’m so far past delusional right now.
Sick post #2, without the profanity:
I’m sick. Boo.
I’m the wolf today.
I don’t want to ruin this. I don’t want to ruin this feeling. But the reality of the situation is that I am plagued by my ability to ruin something good by over thinking everything. I’m basically fucked from the start.
That’s just how I am, and I feel like the only thing I can do is pray I don’t get misunderstood. I HAVE BUTTERFLIES IN MY STOMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACH!!!
I HAVE TO USE CAPITAL LETTERS TO EMPHASIZE MY EXCITEMENT~*~*~ LOOK AT THE ASTERISKS AND THE TILDES. THIS AIN’T NO GAME. I HAVEN’T FELT THIS WAY IN A LOOOOOOOOOONG TIME.
~*~*~*~* HAVE SOME SPARKLES NIGGA. ~*~*~*~*~**~~* YOU NEED SOME SPARKLES BITCH
Yeah so I just ruined a post I had intended to be very meaningful. You only live once and maybe my feelings are wrong and I haven’t sorted everything out and this could be reckless but that’s just how it’s going to be I guess.
I love this girl.
Today was just an absolutely beautiful day.
FUCKKYESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
Just when I thought that Philosophy was going to rape me…I TORE IT A NEW ONE.