I Still Think It’s Objectively Fucked How The World Is Built For Morning People And If You Wake Up

headphones aren't enough. i need the song to stab me in the chest

bpd is romanticized until u cut off everyone who loves u and ur banging ur head against a wall, begging for god to make everything stop

if your weird enough with the homies you can break all boundaries of platonic/romantic love and make a third, more evil thing

i love tumblr because you see someone losing their mind and you’re just like “omg me tooooo!” *reblog*

i don’t want a ROMANTIC PARTNER. i want a DEAR FRIEND i can use as a HUMAN WEIGHTED BLANKET

me n who (I can be both)

footage of me checking Tumblr and every messaging app knowing damn well that no one wants to talk to me