never related to a post more
girl activities:
listening to one song on repeat, trying to figure out how to turn it into your personality
opening that box from your childhood, laying down and surrounded with nostalgia
writing shitty poetry instead of sleeping, justifying that it's productive
discovering underground artists, giving them boosters and sharing all their work to help them get somewhere
buying book after book, yet still trying to get through the first chapter of the current read
trying on clothes, imagining what outfits to wear where
ranting to the teddies kept amongst pillows
waking up at three in the morning and refusing to go back to sleep, instead laying there to soak up the shadows
thrifting or lifting lace bras and thongs the parents would scream at
listening to subliminals while reading the comments underneath
E-dating/ is stupid as fuck your admirer is a trash bag of pixels
courtney love is my roman empire