Home is where the medications at
I’m tired of her tepid affection
Going to take a spaceship
Fly back to the stars
Alien observer in a world that isn’t mine
I can’t say that you look pretty. You turn my legs into spaghetti, you set my heart on fire.
Am I just a whirlwind of negative emotion?
“If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating.”
- Sylvia Plath
stay in drugs, don’t do school
it ok to show ur punaner on tumblr
I’m a chronic procrastinator