I write half my posts when I’m heavily sleep deprived, sometimes post them, and then I wake up the next day to see all the typos I made
Me to all my friends
Be cringe, be free
I fear when I look at photos of him on Pinterest my stomach literally does a flip
I don't get bored of them 🪽
“you STILL use tumblr?” you don’t??
“guys” i say to the singular person i’m talking to
My face is so sun burnt. I completely forgot to put on sunscreen today even though I knew I’d be outside all day in direct sunlight.
My exterior unfortunately screams some basic girl, but I promise the hyper fixations run deep in my veins
if you look past my obsession with you youll find im actually pretty normal
Please don’t make me get a job