being the third wheel / background friend sucks. would not suggest. hindsight makes one bitter
rosariadelacroix

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rosaria delacroix, '00, (they/them)
it's pronounced (ro-zah-REE-ah) (DEL-uh-kwaa) if you were curious! š
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thiiiinking about how some people deserve to rot in the uncertainty of not knowing and dithering over their role to play
you were never worth having if you were lost so easily. send tweet
suicidal blogger girl chic. singlehandedly bringing back the 2010s tumblrina aura
(hacking up blood) now what if i had a stiff drink about it
the jaded cynicism is coming at me with the same intensity as being curious about what IF i did get shitfaced drunk just to try
very weird realization of how little you know of people until you observe them in a distant context
vague sense of melancholy about how we grew up and grew apart. classic post uni experience
ough. warm blankey
sometimes i still wish i could believe in god. maybe thats why joel compels me as a character
running another fever. sweating through my tshirt and waking up in a weird deliriousness is... an experience
in that strange in between place of not having someone youd turn to tell Big News either which way
the late night quiet realization that your world is smaller than it ever has been before. unsure of what that means for me, really
thinking about how retreating from cultivating an audience over the years and focusing on what makes me happy was a wild shift
bruh. i slept like twelve hours
very cute that papa ruffles my hair atm when im too sick for kisses
choco cake n white choco cookies n carbonara last night n cutting papertowel swatches
frozen tea is at least soothing my throat. eating caloric dense food and then. cave again. iām hacking up on blood
coughing up blood sucks
running a fever and heart palpitations all day but i did find choco covered almonds. heart emojie