Feeling v in touch w my inner sullen and romantic Victorian woman, want to mail someone love letters and a locket w a fingerprint of my own blood inside of it
Me, on the first date, flirting: so do you think you’re capable of murder?
but is there any better feeling than when u get ready in a rush n go outside thinking u look abso rats to discover later upon looking in the mirror that ur actually really fit
why did i think picking the creative non fic abt a relationship was a gd idea ‘oh it needs to be sth that’s had a significant personal impact’ like …….we love a trauma flashback on a thursday don’t we ladies
she’s distant! she’s incoherent! she’s sensitive! she uses escapism as a coping mechanism! she’s me!!!