Yangeles - Isobel

Home Life, Los Angeles -- September 26th, 2024

Etsy

how I lay on my pink bed scrolling my phone in my pink room as if there werent countless bleeding marks all over my body and an unsatisfiable emptiness that's consuming me slowly yet surely:

i know what you like, what you hate, where you’re going, who you’re talking to. who you like, who you hate. you don’t even realize how much of you i've collected.

when y/n does something so bad/embarrassing you have to facepalm and close your eyes for a minute

The urge feeling of running away in a totally different continent, where no one knows who you are, breaking every contact with your family and your friends.. just really disappear from the face of the earth. Somewhere where I wouldn’t feel judged by the people who’re supposed to love and support me, finding my real love, totally forgetting my native language.. what a life for a dreamer like me

blanche dubois would love girlblogging on tumblr

This TikTok made my day.

never in my life have i been jealous of a cup but...

i got held back after class to talk about my exam accommodations and tell me why he WAITED OUTSIDE THE CLASSROOM and tried to make me tell him what it was about. prior to this we'd had maybe two conversations like why would i tell you ???????

theres a boy in my politics class that keeps kicking my chair and following me after class... like how old are we. why are you sending me memes on my SCHOOL EMAIL. we are seventeen years old its time to grow tf up.