Art School Loser

Ask away   If creepy was cool I still wouldn't fit in.
21 and lost at sea, give me all the creepy, dark, dingy things so I can coat them in glitter and release them into the wild.

I literally can’t even stand you any more.

But you still live in my head.

Go away.

I need to sleep.

Not stare at you from the back of my mind.

Fuck you.

But of course, I still love you.

— 12 hours ago