Learning to Grow

I have a weird hatred for everything you’ve ever touched. You’re so perfect, anything even next to you grows flaws. When your lips locked with mine, it was over. I was nothing

speak it into existence: tomorrow will be better, everything will be okay in the end

i used to think green apple was a flavor invented by the candy industry like blue raspberry bc i had never seen a green apple before I just thought all apples were red and long story short when i realized i was red green colorblind it really fucked me up

there’s also yellow apples

now yall are just fuckin lying to me

this post is so beautiful i love it

i was on the train and 3 drunk girls saw me and said i had nice brown eyes so they sang “brown eyed girl” to me

I threw up at a frat party and I was crying in the bathroom and a drunk girl went upstairs to get me a shirt and came back with a sweater and a kitten.

At the last party I went to three drunk girls fishtail braided my hair by committee

a drunk girl drew an eye on the back of my hand and then patted it with satisfaction and  whispered “count olaf”

once at a barbecue a drunk girl gave the surgical scar on my shoulder a butterfly kiss and said “you’re cured”

A drunk girl at a bar I was at became worried that I wasn’t getting enough nutrition and proceeded to hold peanuts to my lips and just keep saying “peanut peanut” until I would eat it. And after I allowed her to feed me a peanut she pet my hair and said “Thank you”.

Drunk girls, saving your life one wtf at a time.

Girls are a fucking gift don’t let anyone tell you otherwise

I like clingy. I like attention. I like affection. I like double texts. I like random calls. I like paragraphs.

I. Like. It.

I will forever love simple, domestic things let’s bake together, go grocery shopping, drive around, just spend time together