samantha

it’s gut wrenching missing someone so much. I haven’t spoken to this person in a month and it feels like it’s been years. I dream about them every other night and I just constantly ask myself what they are up to. this love turned grief makes me sick

i hate my guts

my entire life i've been lady bird. she hasn't once been kind when she asks for something. i have never been treated with love or respect

i love how over the years everybody has told me to be easy on my mom literally ignoring the fact that she's the one who pushes me to my limits and literally nobody says anything until i snap

this post makes a lot of sense but it doesn't because it's written poorly. i posted it while falling asleep to mazy star

i want to be the kind of love that'd mostly yearning

so i guess this means we can't be friends

i understand i changed your plans. i had to baby

moon deniers be like: "fly me to the.. uh.. Ummm"

i love halloween

where are my depressed cinephile 🥀 girlies who listen to sad girl music but are also baddies but also very depraved and delulu how do i being my algorithm here

i need to find the same algorithm i have on twitter here and then i'll leave for real

i have the urge to ghost some of my male friends because even though it's nice to hang out with them sometimes they never fail to say the one thing that reminds me they're still men and miserable

i love this site. it feels so safe

laying in bed with a headache humming a song i don't remember the name to or the artist it's driving me crazy

i don't like when people call certain artists' music mediocre. even if it doesn't resonate with our own perception of life and existence it shouldn't be called mediocre