distancingmyself-aholic.

music-aholic.

"you good?" no. a cat ignored my pspsps on the street today.

I desperately want to be productive each day, but I just use my energy to survive each day instead.

when someone opens up to me and thinks it's my turn; ay baba. that's unfortunately not happening.

"the best memories always remain unphotographed."

I know I've got social anxiety and shit, but sometimes it's not that. I just straight up hate people.

please correct yourself if I'm wrong.

I ache for the childhood where the future was something to dream of, not to be afraid of.

hate it when someone I don't like likes something I like. you're ruining it for me fuck off.

hated it when my phone dies instead of me.

you look stupid and rich.
- actually I'm smart and poor.

too young to be saying “love isn't for someone like me,” but honestly, deep down it feels true.

my brain for absolutely no reason:
ruin everything good before it can ruin you.

when you can't study because you need to sleep, but you can't sleep because you need to study.

"you're acting crazy."
first of all. I'm not acting.

when it's late at night with no distractions and realize how lost in life you really are.

life so cooked I even stopped taking those random ass sky pictures.

we've been told hair holds memories, but what about music. play a song I used to love and I can instantly tell you exactly what chapter of my life it belongs to.