for christmas i want a plane ticket home. (or a good meal; not gonna be picky here)
hey santa where ya at
somewhere along the way, i’ve had all the fight taken out of me and now i’m permanently stuck on ‘flight’.
my first instinct is always to run away, even when i know that, when reality catches up, all the monsters i’ve been trying to avoid will destroy me.
apparently i passed 40k posts and i never noticed until now
congrats on having no life caroline
midnight sadness strikes again
procrastinating from procrastinating from my paper by stress blogging
you (and my prof) have my apologies
i don’t have enough money for a fancy ~slutty~ halloween outfit this year so
i’ll just show up as daria y/n
aggressively smokes and eats pop rocks while watching breaking bad
my ig’s pretty boring though