I'm Karly. 22 years old. Video Gamer. Fashionista. Cynic. Somewhat a loner. Depression. Anime watcher. Multi-fandom. I have a love-hate relationship with art. I'm struggling to find my place in this world.
do you ever get like super vulnerable late at night that you just want to spill your heart out and say how you feel because you’ve been holding it in for so long and you just need some ventilation and there’s just something about two in the morning that makes me lose my filter and say the things i would never have the guts to say when the sun is up
If you think that a sweet lolita is weak because she’s wearing a pink dress with strawberries on it, just know that she’s probably got a switchblade with a lamb sticker on it in that star-shaped purse of hers. The petticoat is power. She’ll thrust a pastel-painted fingernail straight through your cornea if you even think about trying shit with her.