loving my new thigh highs.
Every now and again I remember the horrible things I did to you and how horribly I treated you and I feel like shit.
I have no ambition to do anything, I’m having a creative writing block and I don’t give a fuck about anything
I want to take a cool picture of me smoking is that too much to ask
Reblog if you would get high with the person you reblogged from.
I’d be down to smoke with my followers, they seem like good people