i'm probably the most insecure hermit in the world. and here i am saying it to the world. now everyone on the street will look at me with squint-y eyes and go 'there, there she goes, the most insecure babbling little nonexistent girl in the world'

feeling monosyllybic. i'm just cranky.

i

want

chocolate.

i

want

to

chill.

i

want

a

lychee

martini.