Call me insane but my real life is so alt lit.
This real life thing is not an e-book.
I saw my ex's ex yesterday in a club
That was lovely.
Seeing her lifted up my spirit.
I actually want to be her and have her huge b**bs.
Mine are mosquito bites
I might be a wannabe or those fan girls
Her name is ridiculous for having been born in a latinamerican country.
Her name is the synonim of bullying
My other ex is friends with her too.
The world is not small.
our lifestyles makes us think that.
The world will seem small for unadventurous people
But apparently she isn't one of them
She's my ex's ex. She must be cool
I want to be her
She's so obese(I mean overweight).
Im very pretty and thin, I know. But she must be cooler
They still hang out together.
My ex is the coolest person I have ever known.
He's a puppie to me.
I prefer puppies over people everytime.
Puppies instead flirty guys
Puppies that die when they become dogs.
Not people, just puppies
Few things I long for now
Just a good amount of sleep and lucid dreams.
All day trying to understand love is quite exhausting.
Exhausting as in “ giving up” is printed on my face.
Wasting time is quite embarra**ing.
Creating sth or k**ing myself or sleeping or taking some d**.
Any of those would be by far more productive.