just because i hate me doesnt mean you can
nothings worse than passing up an opportunity you know you would’ve enjoyed because of the fear of being judged
my smile is terrible don’t ever make me smile. my laugh is also terrible don’t ever make me laugh. my anything is terrible. don’t make me do anything. don’t look at me
Towards Falling, 2013.
no one understands my love for Wednesday Addams
♪ the cold never bothered me anyway ♫
I need a hug or 6 shots of vodka
These are The Gashlycrumb Tinies by Edward Gorey (1963).
I shouldn’t worry so much. It’s not till August. Who knows if I’ll even make it that far
Even though I’m an adult and graduating this year, my dad is forcing me to go on this horrible week long trip to the mountains in Montana for a family reunion with people I can’t stand. He said that it doesn’t matter if I feel like killing myself the whole time because having his whole family there makes him look good. He said if I don’t go he’ll kick me out. I was so excited to not have to worry about this awful trip for once and be free but no it doesn’t matter how I feel at all because it’s “his week” and if I kill myself he won’t mind because I’m “the most selfish daughter in the world”