i dream about you, and other things… but mostly you. i don’t know how to make it stop, i don’t even know if i want it to…. sometimes its so real i feel like your here beside me. but then i remember, its not real none of it… is it real??? i don’t know. anything anymore.
i would be so happy if i walked into my bathroom to find this.
UNFOLLOWING ALL SCENE BITCHES, AND PEOPLE WHO POST ‘TROLL’ FACES. FUCK YOU GUYS.
I WON’T BE TERRIBLE
But what if I’m not amazing… just, okay. I GOTTA JUST GO FOR IT AND THINK ABOUT IT LATER.