boys= nasty and dress bad
me= somehow still likes boys and is disappointed in myself and thinks i should do better
we, as women, need to stop pretending we can change men. we have this mentality that we can transform a fuckboy into a gentlemen, and that’s just not how it works. once a fuckboy, always a fuckboy. don’t waste your time on a man who won’t waste his time on you
I’m a huge supporter of things which annoy misogynistic rich white men
I need to kiss you so badly. One of those kisses where I’m pressing against you as much as possible and my hands are in your hair and moving down your back, clutching to you in any way I can, kissing you as deeply as possible and thinking you’re mine, mine mine.
Do you want to create an emotionally stable life together and adopt a dog or nah.
sometimes I kiss people I shouldn’t kiss and let them unbutton my jeans sometimes I leave English class without asking and walk in angular circles until I can hear the blood rushing under my skin sometimes I run until I can’t breathe sometimes I sit in the rain sometimes I sleep for six hours in the middle of the day
sometimes I drive too fast and listen to my music so loud that it hurts sometimes I drink until everything goes black and I don’t remember talking about you all night (even though I do)
sometimes I cry about books and about people who died hundreds of years ago sometimes I don’t cry even though I want to more than anything sometimes I ignore the people I love sometimes I hold myself to keep everything in because you are not here to do it
sometimes I think I’m alive sometimes I think I probably never will be