Dear whoever it may concern

it might take a day. it might take a year, but what’s meant to be will always find it’s way.

sometimes self care is just telling yourself that you can always try again tomorrow

I will glo up physically I will glo up mentally I will glo up spiritually I will glo up financially

aint no condoms in my wallet girl those are ramen noodle flavor packets 

quietly working together on your own projects in the same room as a form of intimacy.

I just alternate between ‘maybe I’m smarter than I give myself credit for’ and ‘maybe I’m dumber than I realized’

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 wanna be 14 again and ruin my life differently… I have new ideas

my mitochondria clearly aren’t working because this bitch has NO FUCKING ENERGY

no offense but I’ve never gotten over anything that’s happened to me in my life