I'm not the one that stays. I'm not the one that builds. I don't know how to not forsake, not corrupt, not deteriorate. From the beginning of everything, I fancy its finis. I have a reputation for ruinate and close. I'm always the one that got away. It's not something I want, it's something I do. As Sherman Alexie once said: ”I think I was born with a suitcase“.

forget love language tell me about your hate language. how do you spread hate? what's your way of looking people in the eyes and make 'em feel little?

if you want to know someone truly, search what they resent the most. people always tend to hide what is rotting inside them, in hating it in others.

I'm one of the poor friends that have to listen to that one guy yap about formula 1 all day.

being in your twenties is literally just *grasping at distant memories* *grasping at distant memories* *grasping at distant memories* *grasping at distant memories*

Wait a minute..

people think they know everything yet they’re actually so incredibly uneducated and have a hero complex

Sue me, you can't even save yourself from procrastinating

baking cookies cause ripping open my chest seizing my heart n breathing life back into its stillness isnt an option

I'm not an APOLOGY!?

lowkey struggling, lowkey doin fine, lowkey want love, lowkey want distance, lowkey stressing, lowkey at peace, lowkey got it figured out, lowkey lost, lowkey dont understand what i want myself (highkey confused)