talked too much, talked too little, dislike myself just fine

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

i love you

content but lonely

fog it wii ball

time can heal most wounds. hanging in for months and beginning to realize that it worked yet another time is the most beautiful thing to me.

equal love

nostalgia's a curse. i love it so much

work: productive, machine: broken, head: migraine, day: bad friday

blegh i have a cold

nightcore yay

the corporate world is so different from my bedroom

gosh im so pathetic

i really just want to break down crying right now. why am i like this? i hate it every time arhfjsnsmakahjakjdij

i need to sit down and write down my life goals. i need something to strive for.

dissociations and low body temperatures

anyone wanna share their favorite song or album with me? i'll send you my favorite back! (email in my profile :)

a little bit nervous, a little bit brighter

wahhhhh. i don't know what to say. i hope you're doing okay, reader c:

i forget to breathe and pass out