Thank you all for following Cry-For-The-Smoon. It is vastly appreciated. :3
…Even though I’m in Germany, life is pretty boring when you only have children and 40-year-olds to talk to.
Not meant to offend anyone in particular……..
I just want to have more friends my OWN age. I just want to talk to people who make me feel like my age. No more early-teens…
I desperately have to start growing up. I’m 21 fucking years old.
I’m at a point where I am finally starting to realise that and that I need to make many changes to myself…socially.
There are many people who I KNOW will take this way too personally, and I am quite sure they will be pissy and childish on social media…but I’m not a child/teen anymore. I’m an adult. So I will disregard all of that stuff.
Side note: this is just me releasing my anxiety and tiredness, not directed at specific people.
Awful lot of Dita Von Teese there.
Clearly there are much more observant people and damn good taste in women.
He’s walking beaches in heaven nowadays.
I know it’s been a while since he passed, but this was the only pet I had that was smart and that knew how to make me feel better.
It still makes me cry when I think about the day he left us…
Still miss ya, Shadow. Always will.
Once upon a time, in the 8th grade…I had red and black hair. #me #selfportrait #olderphotoofme #olderphoto #goth #gothic #redhair #2006 #2007 #makeup
This is from 2010.
Clearly I have issues.
Now I have to sleep, so goodnight, buttmunches.