naughtynadiaaaa

hey nani. it’s jj (jolie). i know u didn’t really like that nickname on me. but I’ve grown attached to it. maybe it’s a mental escape mechanism. anyway, how are u? i hope ur doing well. i switched phones and lost ur number along with everyone else’s. otherwise i would’ve managed to grow some balls and text u after all the shit i put u through without an apology. i’m really sorry about that. u don’t have to accept my apology, i just wanted to get that off my chest. i fucked up. and i’d like to make it better if u’d let me. 
               love,
               yours truly.

when you are not fed love on a silver spoon you learn to lick it off knives ..

I’m writing again 

so my mom found out I like girls and she’s talked to all my siblings about it and I really don’t know what’s going to happen. I’m seventeen they can just kick me out and with the quarantine I don’t even know if I could go back to Cali ... I know like no one here in Chicago and I can’t even drive ... I’m like really nervous and scared I don’t know what to do ... they’re extremely judgmental and always act before thinking or knowing everything... they usually hit and just do everything aside from talking... should I leave? They don’t know I know what they think but really where could I go? I’ve contemplated ending it over and over but when I’m about to I never can 

It's ace boo

how’s quarantine treating ya? 

Cause I'm trippin', trippin' on rocks
          Cuttin' on my ankles where I know the blood stops
          Blue, blue knees
          Fallin' for the next man who breathes
          I need a band-aid recovery
          Don't get too close 'cause you're really nothing to me
          You're just a band-aid on my knees (oh ooh)
          You're just a band-aid recovery
          I'll rip you off when I bleed
          I'll rip you off when I bleed
          
          :) blue knees Melanie Martinez 
          
          

‘nothing ever ends poetically. 
          It ends and we turn it into poetry. 
          All that blood was never once beautiful.
          It was just red.’ 
          
          -kait rokowski

‘it doesn’t turn into hate when it’s up there it’s just sadness and hurt its exhaustion and just makes me want to slump down and cry it’s every bad feeling ever towards one person but never hate’
          
          Me talking about my father 
          Because the days leading up to my birthday are always the worst... 
          xx nadia 

would you be my doll just for a day?
          I promise I won’t break you...
          and when we’re done I’ll put you back into your case..