*spends All Of My Time Alone* Perfect! But Why Am I Crazy

shoutout to me for still not having my driver’s license

Literally being a girl feels like nonconsensual performance art

2am in Harajuku on Valentine’s Day, 2014.

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i break my own heart by expecting people to be as attached to me as i am to them

i hate when people call me on the phone like this is for my mom only....

i can’t get her off my mind (the idea of love)

have you ever noticed you pick up little habits and phrases from the people you love? it’s no wonder our hearts are so easily broken when people leave. we become a reflection of the people that we care about and those personality traits stick with us even if the people don’t

healing involves a lot more grieving than you’d expect. progress hurts. you’re moving on from things that happened but also things you wished would happen and never did. mourning does not mean you are not getting better.