Probably, Something Wrong With My Coffee

Hello! I’m so fucked up with my exams. If only I could die just before this session

Things are shit but flowers are great

I can accept someone’s drawbacks but not mine. I want myself to be ideal and proud of it.

I belong to you. With all my thoughts With all my feelings and every breath I take I belong to you With all my faults With every wrong stupid mistakes Being yours is my deliberate choice.

Disappear completely

Autumn season. Sweater mood //

let’s escape

my heart spasmed among the peonies like a trout

I wanna go to Seattle in 1992.