feeling like this.. except maybe more in a drowning way.
my favourite photos from last week.
well… that’s the last time i spill my guts. and i feel relieved to know that.
no need to ever mop me up off a bathroom floor again.
in other news: all the good/all the bad associated with my obsessions.
i’m not allowed to bring much of my “religious paraphernalia” with me- but some.
(at least you don’t have to live with me. imagine that.)
wow. things are getting romantic around here.
melting your baby brain. more white boxes. more garbage bags.