abbey, eighteen. lover of big cities, autumn, and friday nights.
coffee, tv, and books are all i need.
People who have a superiority complex based on their enjoyment of vintage music or books are some of the most annoying people in the world and if I ever hear you ridiculing someone just because they may not enjoy listening to the beatles whilst reading to kill a mockingbird and sipping a cup of hibiscus green tea i will literally come to your house and staple your nipples to your elbows
why are bras and period products so fucking expensive okay this shit pisses me off, it’s not like i asked for boobs or for my vagina to destroy itself every month
when youre at a concert does it suddenly hit you at random moments that the band are real people and not just pictures on the internet
i hope that, wherever my hair ties go, they’re happy. that’s all that matters
im a really affectionate person once you get past my 5 layers of shyness, awkwardness, fear, vague dislike, and loneliness