Blue, Inside Out

i am massively overdue for a very very good week where not a single bad thing happens and everything is easy

reblog to give prev a very good week where not a single bad thing happens and everything is easy

Being high has me saying things like “I like friends” as if it’s some profound relization

a puff of truthweed will have your breath carry only the undeniable

Hey OP? What the FUCK does this mean?

decay exists as an extant form of life

That’s a terrifying answer, have a nice day

One time a friend told me that if she wanted to have a chill night she would come to me and ask for tea and a book to read. I didn’t like tea at the time, but I always made sure my cupboards had them in case she needed a quiet night. One time I told my boss that I loved oranges, but couldn’t peel them because of my nails. For a year he made sure to peel me one at least once a week. Once my friends gave me a made up superlative of “most likely to have a pen they could borrow” and ever since I’ve made sure I always carry a pen with me. A long time ago, my high school librarian told me that no one would care what my grade in my sophomore chemistry class was if I’m bringing them doughnuts and asking them about their day.

Sometimes friendship is about carrying pens and peeling oranges. But the point is, surrounding yourself with people who you want to do the little things for. The point of it all is bringing in the doughnuts because you’ve found the people who deserve the doughnuts.

How sweet it is to be with people you enjoy taking care of

My family pokes fun at me for being a walking emergency preparedness kit, but they know that if they need a painkiller, bandage, hair tie, pen, safety pin, etc I will most likely have one readily available for them. Honestly it's so gratifying for me every time. Oh, I can quickly and easily fix your problem and make your life a little bit better? Yay!

Happy winter solstice! The light begins to return tomorrow!!

Happy summer solstice! The dark begins to return tomorrow!!

NEED to inherit 10,000,000 dollars from a mysterious estranged relative i've never met before. like right now

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

i need all the help i can get for finals

I could use some luck

reblog if you too are bi and confused or support others’ right to be bi and confused

We will literally never progress past biphobia until people realize that bisexuals in het relationships are still having a queer experience by virtue of being bisexual, we do not magically oscillate between gay enough and too straight. I’m going to maul someone to death.

tumblr is like if hotel california was a website

the sewing machine is like if a horse and an inkjet printer had a child