Stressed, depressed and too poor to be well dressed
mom: i love you (:
me: Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.
That’s a cancer free smile!
there are five frogs staring at me right now
but only one can be america’s next top model
my life is a joke and i’m not laughing anymore
when you think your cramps are finished but then
my personal style is called “i don’t have the money for my preferred aesthetic”
omfg reblogging till the end of time
i literally have no idea what im gonna do if i dont end up rich