When I die, will you sext me through a Ouija board?
I'm Marissa and i'm pretty ordinary.
16. New York.
u know when someone stops talking to u and u finally accept that ur not speaking anymore and then they talk to u and ur like wtf
im just filled with hate and useless facts
it’s not a sunday unless you completely waste it then feel really sad around 8pm
i am so jealous of all the people who are comfortable with who they are physically and mentally