My biggest flex is that I notice weird vibes, bad energy, and sneaky shit immediately. Like you can't hide it from me. I'm literally a witch.
Thinking about the implications of "do I really have to tell you how he brought me back to life?" and her quite literally comparing that breakup to death multiple times
being a mosaic of everyone you have ever loved is fine till you realise some parts of you are rotting and others dont quite fit right anymore
i feel like i need to cry for days and days
listening to chappell roan & drink wine is just >>
she’s my muse
i know a body check when i see one
20s | she/her | just a sideblog to use as diary quero viver pra sempre e também morrer amanhã
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