i like to pretend i already died and asked god to send me back to earth so i can swim in lakes again and see mountains and get my heart broken and love my friends and cry so hard in the bathroom and go grocery shopping 1,000 more times. and that i promised i would never forget the miracle of being here

im just a normal girl . i sit near a body of water and immediately experience the entire range of human emotions

i was so fucking sad when i was 14 and now when i fold my laundry or see a pool of moonlight on the floor of my bedroom i know that miracles exist. i see love in everything. love sees everything in me too

my target demographic? God

women taking about how they hate men are like “yeah i just would rather like be alone and focus on growing flowers and organic vegetables than be around men, who have physically harmed me personally in the past” and men talking about how they hate women are like “i can’t wait to set a woman on fire because she didn’t make sexy enough eye contact with me”

i hope my unwashed hair and deer in headlights type stare has captivated you

oh you hate me? you see my big beautiful sad brown eyes and you’re gonna hate me?

don’t reblog this and add your eye color this is specifically for brown eyes ONLY

small talk? it was quite big to me. i love you