muse: Multiverse sorceress who had forgot how to use her magic, to the most part. She is just looking for friends (she claims) becasue she is afraid of falling in love again. She keeps getting hurt.
I smell it in the air. It’s coming.
I wonder whose arms I would run and fall into, if I was drunk in a room with every person I have ever loved.
The real question is who in that room would still catch you.
woah. this was already intense, but that last comment hit hard.
Friendly reminder that yesterday when my mom took me to Walmart she left me alone in the toilet paper section and this guy started hitting on me and I said “Sorry, I’m a lesbian.” and he was like “Oh my god I’m so sorry I thought you were a boy.”
Soda just spewed out my nose
THAT WAS A PLOT TWIST
I wish I could illegally download clothes