I can’t wait until I have enough money to get a tattoo on the front of my thigh because then I’ll be able to take pictures of it in the bathtub and start drinking tea and date a boring guy with a big beard who loves seven inch records and ignores my needs.
god, i love french things
I’m laying in my bed listening to you use the rest of my coffee only to make wimpy coffee because fuck you
i feel like there should an emergency sad kit.
something small to carry around that reminds you of all the happy things, when you’re getting sad, you know?
"Nothing is more important than an unread library."
i just checked my spam and there were emails about penis enlargement and drugs.