trash cantrell

It’s Pisces season! Cry, go swimming, play the victim, fuck a fish,

Beds are so warm and soft when the rest of the world is not

me, as a relationship counselor: have u tried using the 😘emoji?

no meme caption this is just me

how do yall just… drink soda every day??? how do you do that?? like… that doesnt hurt?

My blood has been completely replaced by cherry coke don’t even try me

*uses lol lmao and rip as punctuation*

mood: 20 unread messages but still feeling lonely

financial goals: being able to contribute to gofundme’s instead of just reblogging

More Fashionat Saii-Seii Instagram: Daniel.Fabara

MOOD

i just hate that we only really exist as flawed concepts of ourselves in other peoples minds u are the only person the real u is real to, everyone else sees u through the assumptions they make about ur motives and actions from whatever chunk of u they see

This Woman Helped A Little Boy Overcome His Fear Of Sleeping Alone By Painting An Awesome Galaxy In His Room

she tryna do this for me too or…

Honestly..

This country as a concept and a nation can kiss my ass but it has some good people that it doesn’t deserve and I’m glad they exist.

Send me to Mars with party supplies before next august 5th

Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem (1968)

“Slouching Towards Bethlehem” by Joan Didion (via yearsofmagicalthinking)