Be Like Glass , If They Break You, Cut Them'

i love to daydream and be called baby

I think some of us are seeking a love our generation can't give

it's so hot when they are obsessed with u and not afraid to show it

this is insane (talking about normal things happening)

drink your coffee. read your books. it's chaos out there.

so when are you gonna tell me that i’m the bane of your existence and the object of all your desires?

I’m yearning. Someone sedate me pls

If you’re wondering how I am, I listened to The Tortured Poets Department and then sobbed.

Hard.

The feminine urge to say “have you no compassion for my poor nerves” every time something goes wrong with my life

Anaïs Nin, from Incest: From a Journal of Love