my assortment of journals has me all out of sync.
feelings everywhere - literally. what tumblr account, what journal, which word document comes first? Guess it doesn’t matter where I write, as long as I do.
tupacabra: *wakes up with one sock on* whoa what a crazy night
i don’t know why i do this to myself.
it's 3 AM, i must be lonely.
every time i start to miss you too much, i remind myself how much you hurt me.
if i needed help with anything, i’d fucking ask for it.
watching breakfast at tiffany’s wasn’t my best idea tonight
vvant: let’s play a game called “are you staring at me because im hot or ugly”
I asked her if she believed in love, and she smiled and said it was her most...– Benedict Smith (via fabulousbitch69)