i'm all out of pretty lines about my quirks. nineteen, minnesotan. i like music, food and road trips.
i care too much, sing too much and laugh too much. i probably eat too much or not enough and sleep too little. i am a complicated soul, filled with love and disgust. i want to give the world a hug.
i don't know what i want, so don't ask me.
tweets. my face. my photos. ask.
meh.sometimes i lay in bed and cry, i try to think of ways to make the pain go away. there’s just this monster hiding inside of me that hates everything. that makes me cry.
i want to be selfish.
skins uk makes me want to do drugs and have sex and be a teenager. i wish i was like effy.
i need to lose weight.
