Be the reason people still believe in kind hearts, authentic vibes and warm souls.
"mortifying ordeal of being known" shut up let's talk about the miraculous kindness of being remembered
“Please tell me I’m not as forgettable As your silence Is making me feel.”
— M.S.
my heart fell out while i was on a walk through the forest and it got covered in pine needles and then an osprey picked it up but she dropped it in the sea and the fish ate a hole straight through it before it was washed ashore and when i found it again chamomiles were growing in the cavity. i put it back inside of me and now the world seems stranger and more beautiful than ever
me: i’m over it
also me: *overthinks it 981 times*
i hope donkey kong walks into my house and smashes a barrel over my head killing me instantly
crazy how every time you go on a walk it’s like ohh that’s why i’m alive
*sexting* I love talking to you
i love sunny days and hate cops. reblog if you love bisexuals
i love rainy days and hate landlords. reblog if you love lesbians
i love weather and hate prisons. reblog if you love gays
sometimes I have brief moments of clarity like oh yes. love and joy should be guiding me and it will all work out. documenting so i remember to express this
Hand kisses
Anyone: Hey (asks about a special interest of mine)?
Me: Becomes an unskippable cutscene
I’m a mess of person but I’m loyal and I’ll love you with everything I have.