Excuse The Poor Quality Of The Photo But DAMN. Can’t Believe I Walk Around Looking Like This.

when you grew up as a lonely uncool girl it will never stop haunting you by the way. you will meet a cool person at a bar or the train station or at a friend's party and you can wear your most stylish outfit and striking eye makeup and you will swear that they can see through all of the facade and see the lonely terribly insecure teenage girl you used to be who desperately wanted to connect and you will swear that they know that there is like an insurmountable gap between you. this will happen forever

I hate Sundays. It’s like all my negative feelings are amplified on sundays. Almost as if my body has a clock for it. I start feeling shitty as soon as it hits 12am. nasty work.

paying with my face card today, yesterday and forever ✨

lmao me

see the THING IS I don't feel like I ever worked hard enough to have "earned" the burnout, which is. probably how we got here.

poem on domination (good morning lol)

i love hot and sexy mysterious women

matcha matcha matcha 🍵

Black Passion International Hair Magazine. Volume 26. 2001.

need everyone to start adding “i’m flirting with you” at the end of their sentences otherwise i’ll never realize until days later. 😔

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