Meliorism

and i'm not even living la vida loca

ok i absolutely need to know what accents u all have pls reblog and tell me or comment or whatever I must know

How can I be sad about anything ever if my tits bounce when I walk

“you’re such a ray of sunshine!” thanks! one day i chose to act happy and then i kept choosing it over and over and over and over until the neurological pathways formed like desire paths in the thicket. i dug and clawed my nails into the grooves of my brain and carved out joy. i retouch it every day.

you should care about kids because they’re people, btw. not because they’re “future adults” but because they are people right now and they deserve to be treated like people.

the fact that i don’t have heart shaped pupils is a fucking tragedy

Did you get the love I sent you telepathically?

wishing you a safe return back to yourself

i believe you can always get back to yourself. you can always soften into being again. no matter how long you might be stuck in a pattern of unhappiness, of being jaded, of feeling guarded from the world in some way. there is always a path back. give yourself a chance to find it.

i was put on this earth to romanticize things, wear cute clothes, knowing a bunch of weird stuff, being flirty, saying unpleasant things, eating fruit, having great tits and the best taste in music

sometimes u gotta be like “ okay ” & leave that shit alone

i have this unrealistic fantasy in my head where if you calmly and logically explain something to someone perfectly they will understand your position and gain knowledge from the exchange. unfortunately in the real world this does not happen often

my phone is always in my hand so if u think i’m ignoring u. i am.

"my love", "honey", "sweetheart", "darling", "angel", "dear" okay impregnate me then