I won’t make a bucket list because I’m so afraid that I’ll die and then people will find my bucket list and be, like, “Oh, she didn’t get to do that.”
got a figure like a pinup
got a figure like a doll
don’t care if you think i’m dumb
i don’t care at all
candy bear sweetie pie, wanna be adored
i’m the girl you’d die for
i feel so shitty why am i so shitty i am such an awful person and he doesnt deserve all this shit why am i so fucked up in the head
i need to pack but i cant stop crying
wow ok can u not invite urself over and then stay over super late and barely talk to me, like its obvious im getting rly anxious and upset and yet u cant take a hint and leave
like wow im so fucking anxious right now
but if i try to say im going to bed
he’s going to ask if he can sleep over