sam-l-am-not

my hidden talents include romanticising everything, oversharing, crying, and overthinking 

romanticize the hell out of your life tbh? romanticize the freckle on your left ass cheek or getting gas at the station before sunset. make every moment a good memory. make yourself feel special because you are special and I’m tired of this attitude where we attack each other by saying “no one cares”

u know that feeling when you’ve just showered, you get in to bed, ur room is clean and tidy and u just feel safe and soft and everything is okay

i want to know what bears think sometimes

Evening fog bands drift out over San Francisco Bay

switch your mentality from “i’m broken and helpless” to “i’m growing and healing” and watch how fast your life changes, for the better.

48 years ago a girl said “oh fuck me” to her best friend while walking in the street, a guy who randomly passed by answered by “let me at least buy you dinner first”. I present to you my grandparents, in love since then and celebrating their 47 years of marriage today.

grandpa got game

*crushes my emotions with my bare hands* as I was saying,

my two moods

there are too many versions of me in the universe! the girl i bumped into but didn’t stop to say sorry to has a version of me in her mind. the guy i let borrow my homework has another version of me in his. even my friends, my family, and everyone i’ve ever met in my life has their own version of me in their minds that i’m not even aware of

you put it into words

Interesting

My boyfriend broke up with me and my 80 year old, 5 foot tall, Indian grandmother told me that “there are lots of men…”

I thought she was then going to say “…in the sea” but she said “…they’re like flies” and made a disgusted face.

She hates flies.

I like the sound of your grandmother.

I hate shirtless white boys who think they’re doing humanity a favor if they call a girl beautiful go get high off your axe deodorant spray