at first I'm shy, then I'm a podcast.

no one flirts harder than two people who swear they're just friends.

me after saying something that I know will annoy her:

Idk if I need a shot of tequila, a tattoo, a piercing or a new hair colour or will to live.

“we don't pray for love, we just pray for cars.”

pov: when it starts getting bad again, but I have to remember no one wants to be around a sad girl 24/7.

a big part of who I am is what i don't talk about.

my love language:

at the end of the day, It's only me, myself and my cat.

My biggest red flag is acting unimpressed when I'm totally obsessed.

I honestly think the worst type of people are the ones who never apologise. Instead they act normal again and expect you to forget.

actually I read too much about jealousy, angst, obsession, yearning, angry confessions and forced proximity that I don't think I want a normal relationship anymore.

“and no matter how pretty the words sound, action always reveal where you stand in someone's life.”