If I'm a mess, let me be a mess
Tear me apart, I live for distress
If my life is hell, then so be it, let me dwell
I'm a cyclone, a blizzard, your local natural disaster
So I'll live like there's no tomorrow, cause if I die, there's nothing after
You can call it self destructive, call me paranoid,
But I'm tired of being productive, I'm resting in the void
Still sleepy. Now laying in bed, listening to Chappell Roan on repeat.
I saw this door to nowhere the other day.
If monster is so bad for me, why is it so tasty? Hmmm?
I feel like I put hours into stuff, but make no progress. it's so weird
My friend asked me about my new tattoo before class today, and I couldn't help but laugh because it was actually just a bunch of notes I had written on my arm
I still haven't finished my homework, that means one thing: chug a monster and pull an all nighter
anyways, friends are great. no matter what kind of day i'm having, being with them puts me in brighter spirits. I can't help but to laugh and smile, and it makes me want to do everything in my power to make them all laugh and smile too
Maybe I should paint my Ukulele with sun, moon, stars. This looks rad
~~Theatre major with a caffeine addiction and constant anxiety~~ [20] [They/Them]
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