me (an adult): yeah I’m thinking about running away

felt the sun on my face +100000000hp

I promise you haven't fucked up as badly as you think you have.

If this pops up while you’re scrolling, I wish you unconditional love and massive success.

i love reading the text posts on here that are like little windows into everyones lives. someones having coffee. someones waiting for the bus. someones buying their friend a gift. someone's crying, someone's laughing. someones going to bed

a bullet would really hit the spot right now

Craving attention but like high quality attention like vip attention

me, when literally anything happens: maybe it’s a sign 

Things get so crazy and u lose urself for a little bit then u get a night to wind down w a book before bed and u realize the 14 yr old girl who used to spend all her time at her school library tucked in her favorite corner reading her favorite books never left

[no beers in] do you think im ever going to belong somewhere

"don't let it bother you" first of all, everything bothers me

I love when people notice small details about me. It’s a frightening thought being observed that closely but I love knowing they pay attention.