waking up at 4:40 in the afternoon, feeling boy-crazy to the point i'm breathless and tingling and my brain is ever so dopey π«

just a pretty girl, building up a pretty world
i used to do things; now, not so much
let's all be gay and destroy capitalism together π
waking up at 4:40 in the afternoon, feeling boy-crazy to the point i'm breathless and tingling and my brain is ever so dopey π«