in my slut era (I want to lace my fingers with yours and make little circles on the back of your hand with my thumb).
what if i shoved you up against a locker and started making out with u sloppy style? what then?
oh btw we are both girls.
hope is a skill
hope is a weapon you are trained to wield
c-h-a-n-d-ra
favourite additions
c-h-a-n-d-ra
You cannot hide this in the tags, bestie. This is too lovely to keep a secret.
It may not be apparent to everyone how to easily find out who wrote the poem in the tags, so: @mumblesplash
(an instant-classic example of a Tumblr thread where so many people add value!)
ryuko-matoi-antifa
An epilogue
studying the anatomy of sunlight and the summer breeze at the university of my terrace and balcony
Florence and The Machine, from 100 Years Mary Oliver, from Sleeping In The Forest
Vincent Van Gogh, The Sower (detail)
healing is cool……..caring about yourself is like actually so in……
our home should have colours and flowers. daisy sims hilditch / christine atkins / stephen darbishire / marie-louise roosevelt pierrepont
idk man. idk anymore. i think i’m over them. we’ll see
when they told you they’d respond to your messages four days ago
