beautiful mess
clumpy mascara smudged under the eye with sweat
nail polish chipped by the day's hard work
frizzy hair thrown up for some semblance of put togetherness
choppy unblended bangs, cut with kitchen scissors on a bad night
well worn tights, holes and runs abound
green-copper rings tarnished by water and wear
like a cracked ornament on the scrawniest tree, there is heart, charm and an ocean deep beauty
i feel like shit
HA NEVERMIND WE'RE BACK I'M GOOD
i feel like shit
is having crushes on boys real?
cause I genuinely thought it was a bit. like....idk growing up a closet lesbian with parents who hate each other made me think that heterosexual love wasn't real but you deal with it anyway cause that's life. come to find out that some women are obsessed with their boyfriends like...for real...
re: me watching Dexter
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