brat

Stubbornness is my love language.

Text with a purpose. Can't just say hi and bye every fcking day.

Hot night for two. Me & overthinking.

“Can I meet u?” Sweetheart, I'm just an internet person. I don't exist in real life.

So tell me, am I your forever home? Or just temporary shelter?

Favorite hobby? Vanishing.

God forbid they see me happy, they ruin it in seconds. Wtf bruh.

I need a change. Like, let's die.

At least life wants to fck me. What about u?

Life is obsessed with my ass.

I'm still on that five-minute break after three hours.

“Aha” I lost interest bruh.

“You're so good at keeping secrets.” I'm just forgetful.

Me and 2 hours of sleep against the world.

Call me when you need me.

If I sit in rice, will it fix me?

I wish whatever runs this world had been kinder to us.

Scariest horror movie? Living here.

“You look happier!” Thx, I'm brat again.