sorry i couldn’t hear you over my internal monologue
(Source: whatevskies-blog, via nixpunk)
sorry i couldn’t hear you over my internal monologue
(Source: whatevskies-blog, via nixpunk)
“Do you want to talk about it or be distracted from it” is honestly the best thing you can say to me when I say im sad/in pain etc.
this is really good advice to say to anyone who is upset
(via kyfriedwitchin)
“December’s language is imprecise grief and drunkenness.”— Nelly Sachs, tr. by Eric Plattner, from The Seeker: “Enigmas of Night,”
the duality of children is so much fun.
in one breath, “buttcraaaAaAaack.”
in the next, “sorry, I misspoke.”
(Source: yamcha, via henoftheholt)
do you ever get into one of those moods where your heart aches and longs for something so deeply but you dont know what and your heart is like a stubborn toddler screaming i want it !!!! please give it to me !!!! And you’re desperately like i don’t know what kind of emotionally fulfilling experience to give you at 3 PM on a Wednesday !!!!!!!!!
(via witchbabybat)
“Something great is about to happen to me: I’m about to love somebody very much.”— Jack Kerouac
(Source: quotemadness.com, via honeyedteeth)
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Stickin ur feet in a river is cleansing. You just roll up your pant legs and step into the stream. Bam. You’re a new man.
(via honeyedteeth)
no offense but some of you need to make a little birdhouse in your soul
(via floralwaterwitch)
i just want to live in a cottage right on the edge of the forest and the coast, close enough to town to walk with a little basket for groceries and idk work in a local bookshop. like please. thats the dream