DO YOU EVER WANNA TALK ABOUT A THING SO MUCH YOU’RE GONNA EXPLODE BUT NO ONE WANTS TO HEAR ABOUT THE THING SO YOU CAN’T AND JUST WOW! LET! ME! TALK! ABOUT! THE! THING!
Is it bad that I would gladly sell my boston calling tickets to have two days to lie in my bed?
Where is everybody. They’re here but not around. Even if they were around I’d just make some excuse to make them leave or seclude myself away. I need to talk to people.
accidentally falls in love with a personified country
I need to dye my hair, spend way too much time doing my makeup, put on my lace lingerie, glittery heels, and just fawn over myself for awhile.