light in the dark

someday i will climb a tree and never come back down

GINGER ALE BE HITTING ALWAYS I COULD BE DYING OF EVERY POSSIBLE DISEASE AND BE BLEEDING OUT ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD AND TAKE A SIP OF Canada Dry AND BE LIKE ….. DAMN THAT HITS 

Damn got excited my selfie got 80 notes but they are ALL porn bots LMAO

I like to call my chickens “beasties” or “fat little monster trucks” and other such affectionate terms, but dad seems to take offence whenever I do and always gently refers to them as “the girls,” “the ladies” and sometimes “the dames” when he’s putting them away, like he’s a butler shepherding a group of well-bred country lasses into the parlour for tea 

this post evokes such a pleasing mental image that my depression was completely cured for 5 and a half minutes