“do your parents know?”
bitch, the only thing my parents know about me is just enough to identify me on a morgue table.
“do your parents know?”
bitch, the only thing my parents know about me is just enough to identify me on a morgue table.
eye contact feels so like.. private and intimate … u can’t expect me to look u in the eyes.. how invasive…. it’s none of ur business what’s in my eyes
roses are red, i’m going to bed
#violets are blue #damn bitch me too
me trying to express how I feel: Idk I just feel like…idk…idk…idk man. Nvm I’m good.