The Sweeter You Treat Her, The Nastier She’ll Be For You

I am an awkward mix of shy and slutty and no one gets it.

there’s probably only 3 people who don’t piss me off at this point

another night not being kissed. whatever

this is insane (talking about normal things happening)

“you’re so pretty,” okay write poetry about me then.

think of me when you see the moon.

honestly it's incredibly disrespectful that i'm not waking up and getting one million kisses

If you’re wondering how I am, I listened to The Tortured Poets Department and then sobbed.

Hard.

i have lovey dovey bitch syndrome & its incurable