i try to get dolled up every day so no matter when i die I'll be a pretty ghost
the lost art of caring
it happened slowly
pre-written birthday cards, texts instead of calls
and when you do call, there's always a reason
there's always an occasion
shows of affection are sequestered to Valentine's Day
flowers always have strings attached
you don't know your neighbors
you don't have phone numbers memorized
you don't cry, you laugh quietly, you don't raise your voice
until you don't feel
you don't care
and nobody cares for you
i feel like shit
now have a sad one.....as a treat
intro 🩷
Name: Belle, but you will still prob associate me with my url lol
Age: 19
Pronouns: Any/all don't careeeee
Additional Notes:
- House MD is the only thing that currently brings me joy oopsie!
- Theatre kid to the extreme (i'm a theatre major 😔)
- I sew and crochet a lot of my own clothes
- Lesbian
- I ramble a lot and write bad poetry so beware
- might edit this if people ask questions
life's little beauties are too sweet to not be sampled and savored
at Welton academy
straight up killing it
and by "it" haha let's justr say
my poets
this may need some work shopping
What r ur dps headcannons?:)
ahhh I don't really have any?? i mean i still haven't read the book so i'm not even sure about the extra stuff in there. wish I had a better answer but I really don't ☹️
anyone else please share yours in the comments