This Level Of Hopelessness Is What I Feel Every Time I’m Asked What My Plans For The Future Are

I’m sorry I didn’t buy your book kafka

me starting yet another story of the same 2 bitches falling in love in a different way

I’m so sad my only camping experiences so far were religious ☹️ why I was being judged by adults for being who I am and what I did, instead of hiking and telling stories in the dark and meeting people

In 2 days actually

lord help me

I’m so sad not even my 9+ hour reggaeton playlist can save me and make me feel like an extroverted y2k baddie again

I want this and blue hair but the curls don’t let me ☹️

I want pink hair xo

I thought I was creating a new account but apparently I wanted to see some kiribaku fanart at 13 and forgot about it.