"Hide the broken pieces of your heart in the forests of the dark."
My name is Angela and I don't feel like I belong here.
music I listen to
I had a weird social moment today because I said that I think drowning would be a cool experience like totally nonchalantly and apparently the people with me did NOT agree, and told me that it was kind of fucking weird that I thought so and I was like oh okay sorry
UPDATE: I’m done being nice or polite to anons who are rude to me. I’ve been called a bitch for being straight up in the past, but I’d rather be a bitch than a doormat, and you fuckers need to realize that it ISN’T okay for you to tell me that anything I’m doing is wrong if it doesn’t affect anyone other than myself.
And to be completely honest, I couldn’t give a fuck what you think about me, my blog, or my face; you should go find someone who does and bitch at them about it.
happy belated birthday to meee, I got my vertical labret pierced
my mom’s boyfriend calls me “Ang”
no one is allowed to fucking call me “Ang” or “Angie”
a penis lol
jkjk uhh I don’t even have the mental capacity to answer this right now but I’ve never been with someone who wasn’t blonde or Mexican so if you have one of those down you’re closer than you were before