Edward Scissorhands, 1990

Romantic, Dark, Fantasy

Directed by Tim Burton

Director of Photography: Stefan Czapsky

Edward Scissorhands (1990)

Me: I’m having such a good time

Brain: sure would suck if you get hit with a low mood, and go nonverbal, and come off as rude and uninterested in your friends

Me:

Can we just… normalize teens loving their parents? Like obviously you’re not obligated to if your parents are shitty, but damn, I love my mom. She’s there for me all the time and sure we have rough patches but honestly she’s the greatest. Like. We need teens to know that they don’t have to hate their parents just cause.

do you ever just get in a mood where you really fucking like apples?? i mean usually i’m just like “apples are ok” but every once in a while i’ll get a nice crunchy ass apple and my appreciation for apples will just suddenly skyrocket

becoming one with ur bed

ANTEX

listen.

 i love this community, this aesthetic, whatever part of tumblr this is. it has helped me grow and learn and i love it dearly. but can we stop pretending for a second that everything is just peachy?

because sometimes everything will not “turn out just fine, lovebug!!”

and sometimes its a lie when we say all we want is a good book and a rainy day. maybe we miss our boyfriend, or we want to be able to cry again, or to get out of the house or to feel loved or something more than that.

and sometimes we say “i look a little silly but its ok bc i lov this outfit” because we hate our smiles, not because we’re trying to sound cute

and sometimes we’ll have a bad day and everyone’s positivity is so blindingly bright, and cheerful, and plastic that its difficult to believe in it. positivity is great, its one of my favorite things about this community. but when it’s reached this point where we’re plastering fake happy words onto a website to trick ourselves into thinking we are perfectly happy the way life is, it’s gone too far. 

lets all make an effort to be honest with ourselves and each other. just because you had a bad day today doesn’t mean it will all be magically figured out by tomorrow morning. it takes time. 

so let’s take that time, together, hand in hand. 

i’m convinced heaven is just bubbles by the beach

does anyone else feel like they aged 5 years in the first 6 months of 2016

Instagram: peachpeabee

take care when it comes to me, I am fragile like a delicate daisy

using microsoft word

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