my heart is full of hate and swag
trying to embarrass me is so unnecessary i do it to myself just fine
what I want to do for halloween:
what I’ll end up doing on halloween:
I genuinely resent how ‘respecting parents’ often translates into allowing yourself to be an emotional (or even physical) punching bag, doormat or vessel for them to relentlessly project their idealized image of the perfect child, which often proves detrimental and inhibiting. Fuck that shit.
if you tickle me it’s either going to lead to kissing or an extreme act of violence
little blood orange riding hood