i miss my mam.
Just another fucked up teenager, living in a fucked up society.
17, british and currently wasting my life away.
Copious amounts of tea. vintage cardigans. piercings. weed. skaters. vanilla milk. mystery jets. orange smarties. stretched earlobes. jellyfish. city and colour. red lipstick and rum.
• A Social Misfit.
• let's get lost?...
Shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars.
17, british and currently wasting my life away.
Copious amounts of tea. vintage cardigans. piercings. weed. skaters. vanilla milk. mystery jets. orange smarties. stretched earlobes. jellyfish. city and colour. red lipstick and rum.
• A Social Misfit.
• let's get lost?...
Shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars.
Sometimes, just sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I just ended everything. Just ended myself, if I jumped in front of a car or overdosed. I wonder what people would say or feel. How they would react. Sometimes I think I wouldn’t be missed at all, that nobody would care. I know it’s silly, but its just the way it is sometimes. I just float about with barely any input just looking for an escape, because when I find it, it’s like nothing matters, it’s pure bliss.
