i don’t trust people who don’t like sydney adamu.
i’m so miu miu, vanilla coke cola on repeat, daydreaming a non existant life, crying to sleep, romantic scenarios, miniskirts, brunette serena van der woodsen, obsessed with being pretty, dior makeup, 90’s model energy.
i need to kiss his forehead, smooth out his furrowed brows, tell him it's gonna be ok, play with his hair, caress his face, wipe his tears away, tuck him into bed, have him take a nice warm shower, use face masks on him, make hermes pay, take him to therapy, make him lunches, enroll him into college with me, bandage his wounds, compliment his arms, reassure him his scar isn't ugly, introduce him to taylor swift and boy genius, read him bedtime stories, bake brownies with him, visit his mother with him, prove the prophecy wrong, tell him he's doing great sweetie, get him away from kronos, fight kronos, help him mend things with annabeth, hold him close while he vents, encourage him to explore other hobbies, be his support system
NO OSCAR NOOOOO
Going to KILL MYSELF!!!!! FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKMKKKKKKKK OSCARREE
just remembered what luke castellan looks like
me
princess, babygirl, etc
i don’t wanna exist i wanna b held like dis
PIASTRELLA NATION HOW ARE WE DOING
boyfriend