without industry, without speech
and without home.
the love, the admiration and the way i relate to these albums are beyond any description.
what's up everybodyy so i just heard my mother screaming and complaining at my father about me, calling me ill-mannered, rude, stupid, irrational and imbecile. she probably had some more adjectives but i decided to close my window and bear with the heat instead of her heinous voice
Barbie Dreams & Vintage Gleams !
I couldn't sleep so I made this. It reminds me of my bedroom's vibe and I kinda like it, so I'll probably make more!
sad she wonβt call sad I ate sad about school sad about summer sad about the heat and the girl and the tests and the food sad about her and the meal and the grades and the weather
and if you're ever tired of being known for who you know, you know, you'll always know me ππ