Who are you ?

Minutes turn into hours between those tall yellow flowers.

Minutes turn into hours between those tall yellow flowers.

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I wrote a book to forget about you and on the first leaf it said: “you don’t forget who you love”

There is no physical evidence to say that today is Wednesday, we all just have to trust that someone has kept count since the first one ever.

yeah so I just drank a glass of water and my depression is still here ??? what tf is up with that

new rule, no one’s allowed to make fun of women for fitting “manic pixie dream girl” stereotypes, if a gal is ~quirky~ and dyes her hair and takes pictures of the moon fuckin let her, it’s not her fault men think she’s gonna cure their existential issues just bc she likes milkshakes and floral tattoos lmao