Mess

when i learn what people actually think about me its over for yall

I miss my childhood rock obsession I should have never let the haters get to me and my lunchbox full of limestone to take home after recess. they hated the love in my heart and my ability to see beauty in the abundance all around us that most take for granted yeaj another big grey hunk of rock for me please! 😁 and you may notice that yes it's indeed no coincidence that my search turned up successful every time, that's the way life works out for those who care about their field of work and yes it shouldn't have to be said that I was often sifting through this field in search of all the rocks I could carry with me. maybe those more close minded than I might flinch at the risk of sediment in their lunch but I of course had much more pressing matters to pursue

How are my sweetie pees

The last of the classically trained tumblrinas