(suffering the clear and obvious ramifications of my voluntary actions) once again god torments me for no purpose but sick amusement
“I think I’m happy.”
i can’t do this my soulmate would not be using dating apps
Not interested in a love I have to earn or perform for. I want to be loved as a choice, on purpose, not as a reward
why do cowboys wear that little thin hankerchief like a choker. okay slut!
not only am i like other girls i want to kiss them 😳
I love solitude and not having to perform










