I love that precious soul of yours The way your skin stretches over your skeleton And I love your bones. All 260 of them. Since my night was extra shitty, I hope that means your night Was extra sweet I’m not sure thats how it works but if so and that’s the case Id be content with having shitty nights even more often than I do now.
SCHOOL IS STRESSING ME OUT MY WEIGHT IS STRESSING ME OUT ANXIETY IS STRESSING ME OUT MY FUCKING STRESS IS STRESSING ME OUT
stop romanticizing the idea of becoming so dependent on another human being that you cannot function adequately without their presence goodbye
men like girls who “don’t know they are beautiful” because they are afraid that one day you will realise that you are the sun and the stars and he is nothing but a discarded plastic bag clogging up the ocean that you are
- uses gloves and goggles to measure distilled water
- spills silver nitrate all over hand and wipes it on pants