Knowing you’re the last generation to remember life before the internet…
Not a shred of evidence exists in favor of the idea that life is serious.
This includes letting your ideas, stories and head-canons marinate in your head on a daily basis to the point of not writing any of it down because you’re either afraid of how it will turn out or too fucking lazy to write that shit down.
dang girl, you’ll make the prettiest flowers once your body rots into the earth.
do you ever get mad at yourself because youre not even good at the things you thought you were good at
i’ve been laughing at this for the past few hours
i have seen the light
I CANT BREATHE