my uncle and aunt were arguing over who had to drive home then we heard my aunt say “babe look” and she started chugging a bottle of wine

im the aunt

brick (2005)

yall ever be losing your fucking mind but chilling at the same time

there is no final version of yourself. we never stop growing or changing, nor should we. stop beating yourself up for not being ‘there’ yet.

I just wanna be the girl of someone’s dreams ya know

— Junot Díaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao  (via silver-blonde)