i love writing with ellipsis……. i love the drama…….. the mystery…….. you dont know what im going to say……. you keep waiting……. you think im gonna write some more…… well……. think again……….
I just love sleep so much ……. like u just close ur eyes and ur gone bitch ………… brain logged the fuck off ……… powerful
look. i don’t think my stretch marks are beautiful. i don’t think they’re tiger stripes or natural tattooos. i don’t think my acne is beautiful. i don’t think the bags under my eyes are beautiful. i just think they’re human. and i don’t think i have to be beautiful all of the time in order to be accepted and loved and sucessful. i don’t think every small detail of my outer appearence needs to be translated into prettiness.
me, gently pulling my consciousness back into my body: please keep your arms and legs inside the ride at all times
Don’t trust morning you. Morning you is a dick. Morning you would sell your loved ones if it got them 5 minutes of extra sleep
maybe morning me wouldn’t be such a dick if that flaky bitch evening me had gone to bed instead of tumblring til butts oclock int he morning
Well evening me might have fallen asleep at a reasonable hour if that dumbass afternoon me hadn’t lain down for a “little nap” that lasted four hours.
i was a survivor of the shooting that took place 2/14/18. i am okay, but unfortunately many of my friends are dead or in critical condition. if you have someone you love, please tell them while theyre still here. hug your friends, your families, you never know when something like this will happen. i never expected to see my friends i grew up with interviewed and scared. i never expected to see the bodies of my classmates and i never expected to see my schools name internationally all over the news. keep your loved ones close please, and if you can do anything to help my community, please do so.
avocabud