*Word to your Mother*

it doesn’t matter how good you’re doing, those sad nights will creep up on you from time to time and that’s ok. doesn’t mean all your progress is gone

The person you love is not the same as they were when you first started loving them and they are not the same as they will be when you die. Love must be adaptive. Love must be smart enough and strong enough to survive constant change. Love must not be rigid.

sending “I hope you get that job” vibes to the people out here tryna get jobs

reblogging for yall bc the shit worked for me lol

Karma will pop me if I don’t

*cancels plans* sorry i can’t come i’m ugly

“You was ugly when we made the plans. Bring ya troll ass on.”

^ true friendship.

it is actually really sweet when someone stays up late to talk to you