ive had this same tumblr account for years now and since the beginning im pretty sure ive been about 4 different people and yet everytime i go back through it i love it the same. thats pretty grounding, helps me to know i was in there deep down and past all the psycho
and I’m trying to process this but you’re not there for reference (via infatuatingly)
My brain when daydreaming
My brain when studying
studied for 30 seconds im gonna rock this fuckin test
this was legitimately what happened in high school but now that I'm in college it goes more like this "I studied for 3 hours I'm gonna fail this test"
If he is not your future but he is your present, that is okay
at my happiest when the sky is pink
for now
on the bright side I have my whole life ahead of me
(via deceptivelips)
everything love
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notes on rekindling romantic relationships: nostalgia is a liar, old habits die hard, don’t confuse familiarity with comfort, sometimes even healed wounds hurt, time doesn’t build trust, growth does not look the same on everyone, listen to the voice in your head, love requires more than love, protect yourself
Eeeeeouch
So I'm wondering do you think dying will feel nostalgic bc like we were dead before we were alive
it’s day five of my reoccurring dream of where i fight Russell Crowe in a parking lot? it’s always a different parking lot and for a different reason but it’s still him. I haven’t lost yet but we’ll see how tonight goes.
My kink is when you’re eating a pint of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream and your spoon hits a massive boulder of cookie dough that you then pry out like an archaeologist on the dig of a lifetime
This is my favorite shade of sky. There’s something so magical about a warm glow and pure silence of winter
I can hear the silence.
the idea of coming home to the love of your life is so soothing and nice I can’t wait to look forward to that



