Forever wishing I was an 18th century vampire drinking blood out of a wine glass and gracefully playing the piano in my New Orleans town house while my daughter screams and my husband bitches about the importance of human life in the love seat across from me.
Sometimes when I’m scrolling through my dash I see rare pics I found using the Wayback Machine and I’m like, “Who’s stealing my pics? 😠” but then I realize that the OP is me and it was just a mutual reblogging my pics, LOL.
I literally cannot listen to a band without turning it into an obsession.
You got something to say
Better off stay away
I have a loaded gun
Waiting to go off
Me when I’m alone with my thoughts: Hey there, demons. It’s me, ya gurl.
If I ask you why, would you please reply? I don’t know
If I ask you twice? I never ask it twice, would you please come home?
I just want to be beautiful and thin all the time
Rip off my head, oh god, now I’m in love