Sunsets. Late nights. Crisp air. Stolen booze.
Hi. I'm Monica. 19. Art Ed Major. Don't know where i'm going, but I'm going to enjoy every step of the way. Here is my vent space.
You know exactly how to hurt me without even trying. It seems to be happening more and more lately. The times when I really wanna see you or need you, you aren’t there. You really let me down this week and showed me a side of you I didn’t know. Deep down you are pretty selfish.
- one third of me: I want a boyfriend so much, relationships are so cute aw
- one third of me: sex sex sex I want sex fuck relationships lets be slutty lol
- one third of me: fuck everyone I hate people kill yourselves
