Dark eyed people: yeah my eyes are brown

Bright eyed people: my eyes are blue but when the light hits them they're green with gold speckles and if you look closely there's a turquoise ring around it and if you look at them under a microscope you'll see some violet-ish fiber-like things

God made me a lesbian because deep down she knew no man could handle my feminism

university friends will last forever

me *doesn't have any friends*

not being able to identify ur own emotions be like. im in a mood. a moody mood. the kind of mood that feels…. moody

belle comme une ballerine

the hate that comes from within the community hurts way more than the hate that comes from straight cis people

everyone gets tired of me being sad 

the only one who ever truly cared about me is dead and i didn't even get to say goodbye

the sky is crying w me

I'll still love u even if i cant see u anymore

maybe not existing is better than being in pain

i will never forget u my sweet innocent child

i wish it was me instead

i really could use a friend rn but the only friend i had is dead

im starting to believe that when I call ur name u just dont hear me anymore

all good things come to an end but i thought this might last

i wish she was here to help get through this

i cant do this anymore

i cant stand being alone for another minute