I'm just a girl.

29, Twilight, WWE, Shitposting, I TALK A LOT OF SHIT

[dominant-dominion]

Sorry about being mentally ill, the sex will be bomb though.

[tr1ckfuneral]

Suicide ideation is so weird. Making a lovely apple pie while thinking of bleeding out in the tub.

[dogpuppy]

[nineteenyearoldmeblog]

im fucking crying

[sour-echinacea]

in some way i have failed every single social interaction i have ever had

[persianmom]

I am chronically online but not in a way that keeps me informed #mybubble

[fragiledate]

the strongest bond is probably pad wings to themselves. the weakest is probably pad wings to your underwear

[depsidase]

[fuck-customers]

[avidcollectorofdust]

Really glad predictive text exists. Should i bring my own parking lot

[that-one-unfunny-hoe]

i really thought i had my red flag radar fixed after the toxic ex.

turns out the universe said “lol, skill issue” and sent the same energy but in friendship form.

last weekend i hosted a cute little trip at my place. invited a new girl ( who i knew online), plus three girls i used to call my sisters (we have matching tattoos, yes i’m that bitch).

big mistake.

the two “sisters” got absolutely zooted the entire time and decided the new girl was public enemy #1. zero attempts to talk to her. zero. they just sat in their little stoner cloud like two judgmental cats while i was running around like a headless chicken trying to make sure nobody felt like a spare tire.

of course i ended up spending more time with the sober girls because i couldn’t catch their vibe and i didn’t want the new friend to feel like a ghost at my own fucking house.

now i’m the villain who “put the new girl on a pedestal” and “ignored them”. they’re out here posting ✨deep✨ sunset quotes about how people only treat you as much as you’re worth to them. my mother is furious because they hotboxed her horse stables and now her tablecloths smell like a dispensary had a baby with regret. she’s threatening to ban us from the plot forever.

i’m over here constipated from stress since thursday (yes my body chose violence), realizing i’ve been walking on eggshells around someone i considered family for years.

the plot twist? they still can’t admit they were cold and rude from minute one. just blame, gaslighting, and passive-aggressive tiktoks.

anyway. i’m currently in the process of emotionally divorcing my matching tattoo. slowly deleting them from my heart like a toxic situationship that lasted way too long.

lesson learned: sometimes your “sister” is just an ex with better communication… until she doesn’t.

[hex-yearning]

Your first thought should be wanting to take care of her, not fuck her. You Idiot

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

#know your fandom history

[that-one-unfunny-hoe]

Thank you Bulgaria for saving us all yesterday.

[that-one-unfunny-hoe]

Just so you know it's the fucking jury, not the people who gave them 12 points. What the actual fuck. I'm so ashamed.

[that-one-unfunny-hoe]

Our saviour from last year, JJ, slayed today.

[that-one-unfunny-hoe]

All I remember from today is bangaranga 😆