العيد في غزة.
Eid in Gaza, palestinians teach life.
Those girls who wear converse to prom because “they aren’t like most girls”
am i the only one that talks to myself?
My grandma would always x out people in her yearbook and write “Deceased” when one of her high school classmates died. We often found it morbid. Grandma wanted to be the last one living. She wanted to win.
That’s not a yearbook.
That’s a hit list.
or a burn book
i dont ship…i yacht. im not a low budget bitch
I’m trying to figure out when “oh, it’s midnight” turned into “oh, it’s only midnight”