my goal is to be kindhearted, have soft hair, and always smell like flowers.

I read a short story where a woman character “always looked forward to her period” because it was “a reminder of her womanness” and YES! The story WAS in fact written by a male!

You know what sounds amazing?? A cabin, in the middle of the woods where you can see the stars so clearly your soul would cry. Somewhere surrounded by tall trees and lots of moss where you can lay down and watch the sun set and the moon rise. A place where the music of the river near by soothes your mind and enchants your soul. Dreams upon dreams. <3 

we’re literally floating on a tiny planet in fucking space why are we surrounded by hatred and misery. why can’t everyone just calm the fuck down and lay on some grass. the sun is a GIANT BURNING ORB why does money exist. fuck everything