we may be millions of miles apart but just talking to you is more than enough and always makes my day

"I like my hair messy. My love wild. And my sex aggressive. But I’m still a sensitive woman, just with passion."


crystal meth is a pretty name


when people who have treated you like absolute shit are sad

" ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ "

I want to be someone’s favorite person to talk to.


i think of america as some sort of quaint faraway wonderland its like u guys live in another dimension what the fuck is black friday why is thanksgiving and whats the deal with wearing white and labour day and why aren’t there any fucking u’s in ur words why do you measure in like feet and body parts and shit thats super fucked up 


i’m not sure if my body can handle much more of this “getting out of bed” nonsense


bae caught me slippin