*me typing* YAAAAAAAAAAAASSSS
how do people approach celebrities on the street like i can’t even approach a worker in a store when i need help
sometimes i think i do well on a test but then i get it back and see that i got 2/50
"Love is the same as being lost. Except you don’t care that you’re lost."
i would describe my art style as post-kindergarten scribblecore
god I am so tired of people throwing roses at my feet as I walk by
*gets 5 notes on a post* this is it this is the big one
when someone tells me to exercise
when your mom walks up behind you while you’re blogging
"And in the end, we were all just humans.. drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness."
I want a friendship like this.