be kind

sorry I say weird shit sometimes I’m just so excited to be alive

im like no worries & then feel so upset i get chest pains

new will to live just dropped (the trees are in bloom and days are starting to get long again)

spring is like here you go have a little will to live as a treat

I always am about to go to sleep at a beautiful 11pm and then something happens to me

they should make a version of my life where everything didn't go horribly wrong when I was 14

i hope march lands softly like a bird on your shoulder and sings the sweetest song for you i hope its light drenches your soul i hope it leaves you stunned by its tenderness and more hopeful than ever

every day i get my heart ripped out & every day i simply just continue

going on a girls trip! (me and my earphones to the supermarket)