take figures out of their boxes btw. sew patches on your favorite jacket. go to bed with your favorite plushes. wear the pants you usually save for special occasions. draw something cool on your wall. put a sticker on your laptop. dye your hair and pierce your lips. glass is meant to break, metal is meant to rust. items are meant to be used. that's how the world knows that somebody loved them.
somebody get that girl a large sized beverage before she loses it completely
having ppl treat you poorly in your formative years will have you saying shit like “thank you for listening to me and respecting my boundaries” 🤦♀️
チョコレートタルト
details of dakota johnson’s look at the baile da vogue in rio de janeiro
sorry for being weird, the loneliness and the need for a deeper, more meaningful human connection is eating me alive
deleting files makes me so scared what if i Needed That
from that day on I was his
getting tumblr asks is like receiving a letter in the mail to me. you understand.
talking to people while holding a beverage is awesome because you don't have to know what to do with your hands and when you don't know what to do with your face you can just take a sip
most of all spring flowers I love the cherry blossom
I can’t let motherfuckers know I got desires or they’ll think I suck
"A Shirt Made of Fire", Vardges Petrosyan (translated by metamorphesque)
