woke up and the room’s still spinning

it’s yearning season

i don’t need to worry about exes forgetting about me because they’ll be finding my hairs in their room for at least 8 months

ignoring me ignoring you

trying not to text back to fast but missing speaking to them

when he goes on his phone after i’ve been on mine for 5 minutes straight

who’s spreading the rumour that all i want is sex money chains on my chest, and vintage celine

can feel myself self sabotaging again

texting him back after convincing myself he hates me all day

quitting my job to focus on my body dysmorphia

waking up to still no reply

the way everytime i feel secure in a relationship something happens to prove i shouldn’t have

I’M ALIVE (unfortunately)

all i want for christmas is emotional stability

it’s fine i actually really enjoy feeling unloved

the summer i turned fucking insane

listening to no broke boys whilst being broke

spending 99% of my time trying to figure out how to not look insane whilst simultaneously going insane

when mr nonchalant starts chalanting

shawty like a melody in my head that i lowkey can’t keep out