do demons not have anything better to do than possess young white girls
being a pessimist is great i’m always either right or pleasantly surprised
I like tattoos and piercings and loud music but I also like sunsets and flowers and the moon and the sound of pianos. I like studs and blood and the color black but I also like books and the stars and pretty nails. I like crazy curls and crooked teeth and freckles but I also like eyliner and short hair and pink lips. So when did what we like become everything we are as a person?