“Fuck it” – my final thought before making most decisions.
oh to be a small clothed animal from a beatrix potter book, living in a cottage on the countryside kneading bread and such.
The dream
I need to lose 20 pounds, make $10,000, and sleep for 4 days all before tomorrow.
“are you okay” no, next question
*aggressively organizes life at 3am*
"I am both happy and sad at the same time, and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be."
Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via coral)
i refuse to die until things are better and that is a threat
Raw sex w the same person forever
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