It's never too late to have a happy childhood.

you have not experienced true fear until a poster falls down in the middle of the night

One time I thought a poster had fallen down in the middle of the night, but when I turned on my light, it actually was an opossum that fell through my ceiling into my room. So, that’s actually true fear.

oh.

Nah that’s free possum

You are angry about something. “Clam down,” I text you. You assume I have made a typo, but in fact I am holding a small soldier clam in my hands. He died so young. War is hell

yikes!

not to suck my own dick but i’ve pulled myself out of some really dark places and i continue to do so

oh fuck maine is REAL? i thought stephen king straight up made it up

I walk this broken road on the boulevard of broken roads Don’t know where it broke but it’s only me and I broke the road

I just keep trying to show my friends cool leaves but they wont stop running me over with their 2016 jeep wrangler

What a year this week has been.

Whenever I’m on the street children throw large pebbles at me and say “This is only somewhat due to your bad tumblr posts. There are multiple reasons for this.”

My kink is having absolutely no one from high school know anything about me or what I’m doin now lmao

“get you a mans who can do both” what? lie AND get my hopes up? 😍😍