it’s so crazy having a follower base on tumblr knowing full well it’s not based on selfies or anything like people are here for your crazy twisted mind. i feel like nietzsche

i hate it when u stop being friends w someone or u break up w someone cos uve got all this information about them like at the back of ur mind like their birthday or their favorite game or whatever, and even years later things will come up and you’ll think about that person and its like. oh. and it never really Stops

daughter.... sister..... friend..... girl trying to smell the laundry detergent through the bottle at grocery store...

Reblog and put in the tags whether you take your jewelry off when you sleep

if love is stored anywhere it’s in tote bags

Finding a fresh new daydreaming plot is honestly the best feeling.

i love file names i love gif i love png i love jpg i love mp4 i love mp3 i love txt i love pdf i love jar i love wav i love zip