medeea

anyways time is fake and nothing is real i’m just living my life from one halloween to the next

normalize sending me money if you think i'm hot

So many times I have died alone in my room

imagine being the subject of someone's poetry

i want to write the kind of short stories you read in english class that are on this weird level of surrealism that they still haunt you years down the road

It’s ok to message me a paragraph of how much u adore me

take notes<3

“fuck you my child is completely fine”

ma'am your child cries when somebody remembers something about them

cooking together with wine, music and only half dressed

You deserve someone who texts you boring little details of their day just so they have a reason to talk to you

Thomas

broooooooooooooo ur supposed to flirt with ya girl everyday like u still tryna pull her

whenever anyone mentions that they were talking abt me I get this weird but kind of comforting feeling that I exist to a person outside of our own relationship,, like?? u talked abt me??? u thought of me when I wasn’t there????? i exist to u when I’m not around????!!!!!!?