the roses have wilted, the violets are dead.

I want to dress up and go to a party with Jen and Emily but I also want to get in my bed, go on the Internet and watch Netflix.

I can’t decide.

I can’t go to mother fucking sleep.

Also. Every time I post a picture of myself I lose like, 10 followers. Am I really that ugly or..? Jesus Christ.

And now I have The First Cut is the Deepest stuck in my head. Go the fuck away Sheryl Crow.

nacreus:

Even though I’m losing
Doesn’t make me a loser yet
You still know me by name, Green
I’ll still be Lady Daydream

Reminds me of summer