Ganja Baby

isn’t it creepy that from the day you are born you start to die

*sends kisses to the moon* you’re doing amazing sweetie

95% of my personality is worrying I do everything wrong and that I will inevitably be abandoned because my traumatised ass is too much and simultaneously not enough

Moonwalking through the years

this is fucking dope

This is my favorite post on Tumblr

So. Fucking. Cool.

-H

How the fuck

A newborn cobra! 

The littlest danger noodle!

Me: *passes a blunt to the demon in my house* AHAAA gotcha bitch , that was laced with sage get the fuck out my house

How could you NOT fall in love with the glow of the moon and stars, the warmth of the sun, the ancient life within the trees, and the sweet melodies of the winds?

why do i feel like i am so hard to love

☀️🌸I just want to befriend little animals and eat vegan desserts 🌸☀️

like….im pretty sure fantasizing about killing myself as a coping mechanism isnt a good thing but! here we are

*goes from depressed to overwhelmingly anxious to affectionate to angry to suicidal to neutral in a grand total of 0.2 seconds* life is beautiful

i wish pain killers worked on emotional pain lol