♡ Princesse Aïda. ♡

regardez comment j’étais trop belle hier 🤎

i know my worth but god i really wanted it to be you so badly

J’ai gâché ma vie

je vis tellement pour la sensation que tu ressens après avoir vu tes copines, quand tu rentres chez toi et que tu ressens un réel sentiment de bien-être pcq vous avez discuté et refait le monde

living with your parents in your 20s is like.... i'm grateful to not have to pay for groceries. i have to get out of here. i'm grateful to have a roof over my head and not have to pay rent. i have to get out of here. i'm grateful i'm so fucking grateful. i have to get out of here

im against sex work not in a “sex workers are sluts and degenerates” way but in a “we should live in a society in which exploiting our bodies is not necessary for survival” type of way

il faut que je m’en aille

Kinda heartbreaking when you realize that you and someone you really want in your life will never see eye to eye again. It’s like you can literally feel the clock run out.

je n’en peux vraiment plus du trouble borderline, ça me donne envie de mourir tellement j’ai mal

and the grief of unlearning it all

solo quiero llorar y llorar todo el día

and for the lady, perhaps the will to live?

i feel so disconnected from everyone and everything

i cannot accept the fact that people leave, that people come and go and are temporary, i didnt want it to be temporary, i dont want to be temporary, i dont understand

la peor sensación es llegar a tu casa y darte cuenta que solo estabas bien porque te estabas distrayendo