I'm Hana. This is a combination of a personal, hopeful, depressing, and overall fucked up blog that expresses how I feel and how I think, but yeah... I like piercings, tattoos, dreadlocks, sexuality, spirituality, the sun, the moon, and the herb. I'm good at pushing people away, sleeping, fucking things up, forgetting to text people back, and eating food. So while you were busy judging me, I was busy smoking weed and not giving a fuck. And at some point, I don't know when, I had decided that I need to expect the lowest of the people I thought the highest of.
"In an old house in Paris that was covered in vines,
lived twelve little girls in two straight lines …”
I can 300% relate to this
THEIR NOSES GET COLD AND CATS ARE SO CUTE
This makes me want to cry.
Same here, buddy. Same here.