she’s distant! she’s incoherent! she’s sensitive! she uses escapism as a coping mechanism! she’s me!!!
Don’t you dare give up on this life, not tonight, not tomorrow, not ever.
You ever be so comfortable in bed, you start rubbing your legs together like a cricket?
tumblr dot com posts are getting so relatable im convinced the government has 24/7 surveillance on me and is feeding it to me through this website to see if i notice
