I often imagine myself topless in a tiny apartment with my hair up with someone I love
(via sadellite)
- not crying for weeks and weeks on end til one day breaking down over something not actually worth getting upset for
- not being able to tell if your feelings for people are platonic or romantic or if you’re just lonely
- instead of caring too much not caring at all about anything
- not being able to process anything going on in your life and when you try your brain stalling out
- losing your train of thought every five seconds so when you try to have a conversation having to pause and remember what you were trying to say
- word vomiting
- mind ‘STATIC’
(via frogsquid)
we’re 6 whole days into the new year and we still don’t have any 2016 memes
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95 hours per week
A fucking queen
These are the people that conservatives and classists say don’t deserve to earn more than a minimum hourly wage.
Jesus
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- “The Glass Essay” by Anne Carson (via bled)
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