I’ve got it stuck in my head that public validation, talking about me on posts or making posts/stories/highlights solely dedicated to me is the only way that I truly matter to someone. And I fucking KNOW thats stupid and shit but that’s how my brain sees it. And when I see people who claim to love and care for me do it for others and not once for me makes me feel like shit? I don’t know. Someone come tell me how dumb and selfish I’m being. I don’t even think I make sense, but oh well.
𝗯𝗼𝗱𝗵𝗶 𝘄𝘆𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘀
eighteen yr old.. real life babie goblin.. fuzzy eater... rock collector.. saves da bugz... european gal... 4’10... animal petter.. thinks naps solve everything... plays in mud.. strawberries evry day... age regressor... stuffie hoarder... minecraft all night.. single n bi... aggressive sumtimes... stomps.. sleepy all da time... zzz.. plays with everythin n anythin... drawings on th walls.. stuffie tea parties outside... bubble baths all da way... bruises evrywhere.. messy hair... ruffled undies.. hand holdin... digs holes in th ground... climbs evry tree.. jumps in all th puddles... bratty babie.. sticks ma tongue out.....
-cmmnt ur name lbl 4 a tbh-
Out of blue, I fell for you.
Now you’re lifting me up, instead of hold me down.
Stealing my heart, instead of stealing my crown.
You untangled all the strings around my wings that were tied.
You give me butterflies.
𝐁𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐄. *✧ ･｡♡
the leader of the next revolution. isn’t afraid to speak his mind. flower shop owner. unafraid. leo. will make you mix cds and playlists. talkative! will love you to death. wants to know more about the world. shopaholic. smells of lavender. puppy boy. artist, activist. touchy. sub. all caps. california livin’. chaotic good. the boy of your damn dreams.