I want a smoke and I want to get drunk and I want to be kissed and I want to feel something



i made this shitty embroidery the other day when i was sitting outside in the rain having a panic attack. i don’t really know what i meant but i know it’s true. right now my life feels a bit like the wrong side of the embroidery and nothing quite makes sense.

I fucking love this



guess who is finally confident in her appearance!!! 

april fools i still hate myself