my thoughts are stars i cannot fathom into constellations
__________________________________ i'm elena. welsh. living in frankfurt, germany. IB student, in my first year. and some day i'll marry noel fielding and david bowie. btw harry potter and skins are the closest thing i have to a religion.

feel like crying or screaming at the top of my lungs. Just feel so frustrated, how could you just leave? I don’t care that it’s been almost a year. I miss you.

when you start liking someone: ah fuck