God I’m so crazy, baby, I’m sorry that I’m misbehaving
I’m your little harlot, starlet, Queen of Coney Island
Raising hell all over town
Sorry ‘bout it
—Lana Del Rey
That awkward moment when you look at someone you once could’ve had a crush on, but thank god you never acted on it because you realize they’re really weird/actually look like shit.
*So mean! @.@*
That cold sinking feeling in your stomach, your heart pounding, feeling like you wanna throw up…. That’s the worst feeling in the world.
Why don’t you say what you wanna say, and let the words fall out. Honestly. Why I can’t I ever be brave?
*flip* *flop* *flipflip* goes my heart.
It’s a bad idea to not talk to anyone, and not write in a journal at the same time.
Transfer the sting in my heart to the sting in my body,
I am all your’s and never my own.
Anonymous asked: It sounds like you've had a rough life. I hope your sunshine is just a cloud away.
There always will be. :) Just this particular cloud is kinda big, it’ll pass somehow.