Idk how I get this guts to leave anything for last moment when I know clearly I'm not a last-minute person.
Everything is sooo tiring, I just wanna quit everything.
Even the thought of failure doesn't shake my heart anymore.
Could I be any more worthless??
Hey universe, I know I don't ask for this a lot but I wouldn't mind you sending a genuine cute, handsome, intelligent guy who's totally in love with me, sooo into me that I start getting butterflies👀