I haven’t written in my diary for months because I’m scared my hand won’t be able to write as fast as my mind is going to process all my thoughts and I’ll just go blurry from tears welling and the pages will be soaked. Know this situation from experience.
I don’t like that my pfp if a circle and not a square
my photography in colors
Sky Ferreira and twin peaks my brand
sky ferreira
happy (slightly late) 20th anniversary to three cheers for sweet revenge & my favorite lyric when i first listened to helena at age 12
Gerard in his black button up/black vest/black jeans era
They’re playing fortnight by Taylor swift in the hair salon and I’m thinking about ten and rose I can’t do this
I want to be loved so bad. I want to be held in someone's arms as I cry, and vice versa. I want to compliment them, and have them get flustered. I want to get butterflies whenever I hear them speak. I want pure teenage love, but I know I'll never get it.
Everyday I’m between blowing my brains out or blowing my brains out