when did i reach the point in my life when i'm making plaYLISTS FOR BOYS
not revising my essay because fuck that
HAHAHAHA TRYING TO FLIRT AND MAKING THE FIRST MOVE HAHAHAHAA??1?
writing depressing poems<3
be employed this summer c:
this essay is easy as hell to write so i'm choosing to do other things instead
had a dream that i was in a cult and was peer pressured into shooting my math teacher &it was just really disturbing and i'm upset now
hell yes spring break is finally here
in celebration of the end of all the projects, i'm dressin' cute tomorrow mhmm