I Could Smell Your Boytoy Coming From Down The Road. Wretched Little Rotted Morsel Of A Thing, May He

puts cocaine in my lipgloss so when he kisses me he thinks im god

"I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy" nah fuck that I would. Actually if I could choose to have any superpower, I'd want the power to make people feel whatever I've felt at any point of my life, at my choice. Someone mildly inconveniences me, I'm letting them have 30 minutes of being five years old and trying to learn how to cry silently because you know nobody's coming to help you and if someone hears you, they're coming to make it worse. Fuck you and your eyebrows.

You’re telling me this plot has a hole? Is it tight?

Hint

yes i’m a gatekeeper and a hater. i’m also God’s favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world

they love me because I be saying shit like alas and perchance