wow what a perfect morning for a run
wow what a perfect morning to go the fuck back to sleep
i just want a pretty face and nice clothes
I go through phases. Somedays I feel like the person I’m supposed to be, and then somedays, I turn into no one at all. There is both me and my silhouette. I hope that on the days you find me and all I am are darkened lines, you still are willing to be near me.