heyy!
my name is lizzy, favorite color is pink, favorite artist is ofc lana del rey and melanie martinez, I love listening to music, I used my free time blogging like all of you and tumblr is like my diary.
If you want to be friends or mutuals dm me
insta - itzaminat.k
tiktok - justagirlrotterifykyk
pinterest - sxmply_aminat
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Jason, playing KISS in his workshop: you kids don't know what good music is.
Eloise: Yes we do!
Lazari: Daddy said, "it's anything that Papa Jason doesn't like".
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Oh to be human!
To be embraced, to dance and sing with friends, to cry to sleep and still wake up another day, to be gifted a smile, to hold someone's hand, to wear your favorite color, to feel the breeze in your skin and knowing there's blood pumping through your veins because you exist, you fucking exist. You feel too much and too little, you wish you would me more emotional but less sensitive, you crave to experience life but fear how much it will break you.
We carry guilt, dreams, pressure, hopes, we carry a heavy loaded soul. We are so much and so little at the same time. We collapse in our own existence. An irony of possibilities.
Oh to be alive! ♡
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I’m impossible to isekai. I would be depressed in that shit too. I’m currently living the life of my dreams 5 years ago and I still wanna die lmfao. I have the job, apartment, boyfriend, pets locked down and the last few days my head has felt like it’s being flushed down a toilet. I would be depressed next to the big tiddie cat girls and the bara knights. I couldn’t get outta bed to fight the demon king. I would be half-assing leveling like I do sending emails at my 9/5. You couldn’t make me.
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Everyone's always telling me to enjoy my teen years, but mostly, my years consist of : brain rot, stuffing my head with meaningless knowledge that only a select few need to know, sleeping, crying, getting into weird shit no one else my age likes, abusing substances to avoid the fact that I exist, becoming a pinterest whore, spotify addiction, and occasionally vibing with someone I know. I do not understand why I should cherish my gloom, but I do anyways. I revel in my misery. If you do not understand, maybe you have never been a teenage girl. Nor have you been a teenage girl in my life. Thanks you for coming to my yap fest.
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does life get better once you’re an adult?
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i just want to change everything about myself. cut off my limbs, give me a brain and personality transplant, change my hair and eye colour, give me new clothes to wear, change my name, my age, my birthday.
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i dont know why im here, ive been alive more years than i want to. When i was younger i dreamed of being a teen but now ive realized being one sucks the life out of you. to sum up my experience as a teenage boy is four words id choose
Horrible
sickening
tiring
and lousy
i hate this, someone please be my friend and give me advice on how to make being a teen in society better? -Charlie
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