I’m someone who’s mostly dead inside but still has a little hope for something extraordinary, which, as I said, is the worst breed of human, because it means I know everything is bullshit, but that I secretly hope for the day when it might not be.
when i’m on my period its either CUDDLE ME NOW or DONT FUCKIN TOUCH ME. also, i’m either emotional and mood swingy, or i’m bitch face for a week. sorry to people who talk to me on the daily. damn you mother nature.