if you’re checking my blog because i reblogged something from you from like. 2015 i’m SORRY i discovered how to access my old likes and my hand has been seized by god to take action
My lips grazed his cheek; his cold skin tasted like wind.
— Grace Krilanovich, The Orange Eats Creeps
hey everyone my tummy hurts but please don’t cry too hard for me. a few tears are fine though.
Yeah i have a dark past (being 13). Just an absolutely horrible backstory (being 13). It would keep you up at night if i told you about it (i was 13 one time)
Y'all ever just suddenly have the overwhelming urge to swim??? Like not actively but you just wanna,,, be in the water and have some Peace
Me at the beginning of this year: I’m so gonna fix my life dude this is gonna be the year everything changes I’m not gonna let anything slip through the cracks it’s time to live
Me approaching the end of March:
human brain is so easy to manipulate its stupid. sun is out longer in evening = life is worth living…read some negative social media posts = everybody hates me…read one interesting article = i have the scholar’s ambition
i always mean it when i say i love you btw
‘but thats a stranger you dont know’ and i love them. i love that they exist and i love that they passed through my life. and i love u too btw
reblog to tell your mutuals you love them for existing
Image not mine!
Emily Dickinson on the month of March, from my copy of “Emily Dickinson’s Poems: As She Preserved Them edited by Christanne Miller”