don't talk to me for one month

shouldn't live with you, can't live without you 

you're bad for me but I want more more more

so exciting 

get out of my life, don't leave me

come back I love you

stop talking to me let me move on

it's been a year too long 

you are everywhere

I'm trying to cut you out, like sugar. Simply no more. Not simple. No more. It's 2:00am, you invade my dreams out of no where. I wish I hated you. 

this is consent

grapes

beating myself bc i'm not following others' expectations or even my own expectations of what i SHOULD be doing when in reality nothing really matters and i can do whatever i want

i've been eating pretty much, a bowl of pasta, one coffee, a bag of chips and a bottle of wine a day bc that's all my social anxiety of talking to strangers allows

i can't hear this shitty jimmy fallon and ashley benson interview over the sound of my chips crunching