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@withinthewind
i'm dehydrated, i need him to spit in my mouth
everything is bothering me but i am being so brave about it
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury- be honest, are you mad? Like are you guys mad at me?
fun prank idea: lay in bed for the rest of your life and ignore reality by reading books and daydreaming all day everyday
twilight but instead of a dramatic reveal about how edward’s a vampire bella just shows up to class one day and slides a copy of Dracula across the table to see what happens
JENNIFER’S BODY (2009) Dir. Karyn Kusama
“talk about it”? hahah, no no, I prefer to internalize all my problems so they eat away at me from the inside until I’m unable to function in any way
losingcore my willcore to livecore <3
someone turn me into a painting or a poem i’m sick of being a person
yeah the us has a 2 party system its called team edward vs team jacob
wait babe before we move on i need to break every barrel in this room to check for hidden items
me to my friends who tell me about their boyfriends- aw (sarcastic)
nothing better than listening to music while its raining. you just sit down and marinate. like a chicken
Could I get some “Cuawfee” haha. Did you notice how I said Coffee funny
can’t wait to commission an oil portrait of myself but make it really fucked up and scary and then i’ll store it in some dusty back room of my manor house and deliberately set up dinner party guests to stumble across it and then when they’re gazing upon its wretched face i can dramatically step out of the shadows and chuckle villainously as i give some half-baked excuse as to why it’s like that and then i’ll usher them back to dinner and spend the rest of the evening dropping hints that add up to me being born sometime in the 1770s despite my obvious youth