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i have so much work todo but i’ll just procrastinate and watch movies then eventually go to bed around 2 when everything is done🩷
I’m in debt!!⭐️ ⭐️
but atleast i have cute clothes😁😁
Recently my spotify has been playing my top songs from 2020-2022 and it PAINS ME TO MY CORE. It’s so crazy that i still know all the lyrics from almost 5- 3 years ago
YK WHAT? I AM BASIC.
I am a little white girl who listens to Taylor Swift, Olivia Rodrigo, Sabrina Carpenter, and Harry Styles on a daily basis.
I read classic literature books and have lululemon and brandy melville clothes and nike shoes who loves starbucks and has uggs and wears them everyday
BUT I LOVE IT SO IT DOESNT MATTER IF IM “BASIC”
shout out to my 5 followers💪
everytime i tell my mom i listen to a band from the 80s-90s somehow SHE LOVED THE BAND IN HS like wdym you loved The Smiths and The Cure while you were a teenager???
i love this song for some reason
Ultraviolence>>>>>>
Whats the female version of a man cave because i want a woman cave
school is so stupid because wdym i need to wake up at the asscrack of dawn 5 days a week to learn something i’m going to forget the next😀
i bring a sort of angelic aura to the function that haters don’t really like
girlbloggers are just angels disguised as humans
i hate it when creepy men follow me. my blog is not for you. it’s for the girlbloggers <3
i’d love to speak right now but i’m too busy blogging
Somebody butchered the romantic in me, and now they complain that I don't feel anything.
The path to womanhood is made with blood, bones and flesh. So please don't mind, if that makes me want to murder sometimes.
Just give me a second * Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh* much better