alyssa. 17 going on world-weary. i have weak wrist joints and a fascination with eyes. a little anxious. i am attracted to people. i grew up on summer and daydreams. i thrive on affection. sharp objects and responsibility make me very nervous. psychology and animal physiology intrigue me. i like shiny things. i have a fondness for philosophy and hats. i love deer, arcanine and wolves. bright colours and drawing make me giggly-happy. nostalgia is my kryptonite. i am of the firm belief that you do not owe the world anything.
i deserve to be loved.
(actually im a huge dork dont tell anyone)
the whole like “you’re too young to be gay” shit like. queer people arent like pokemon you don’t level up enough to evolve into a gay.
srsly tho it should be some new circle in hell to unwrap stuff wrapped only in quality strength tape because I felt like I just wrestled a dragon or something