Claire. Colorado. “Monsters are real, and ghosts are too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.”
What’s In My Purse?
Girlcode knows my life
I am ALL these women.
kinda wanna go on a date, kinda wanna get hit by a truck too
I think about dying but I don’t want to die, not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic, theres so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m wasting every second, even now i’m writing this when I should be out there, I should be living. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell i’m doing or how to get out.
They call me coffee cuz I grind so fine
They call me coffee I keep you up past 2 am
They call me coffee because I’m really bitter and most people don’t like me without changing some aspect of what I am
im really fucking sarcastic for someone who’s about to start crying most of the time