Havoc

Another night. another starry sky. (Missile-y)

My life has no plot right now.

Sending songs is my love language.

Is it a curse that every character I love ends up dying?

Equality sounds great in words, but where is it in reality?

The moment I decide to grow my hair out, TikTok starts trying to convince me to cut it.

Go to sleep baby, you have an exam tomorrow. They're just stars moving across the sky.

Life was better when my biggest problem was choosing what to watch

I don't need more sleep. I need fewer responsibilities.

The fastest way to make me quiet is to ignore what I'm saying.

The type of playlist you save at 3 AM.

How can I be myself around you when you don't care about my interests or feelings?

This summer came with exams, war, and power cuts. What else?

I'm too young to be killed by exams.

Nothing scares me more than forgetting my password.

Best feeling: realizing that your favorite couple from a TV show is going to have another project together.

I need more of these funerals. They bring me peace.

My English skills:

Three things I can't survive without: 1. Oxygen 2. Coffee 3. Movies