charming foreign ports

Nothing wrong with being a dumbass and owning a small cottage

Don’t let anybody tell you that picking wildflowers and having a small stream run through your property isn’t a career

aquele casaco do santo António faz-me lembrar os casacos dos motards ou dos gangs e para ser honesta até curtia ter um 

Me, looking back at how many books i used to read: I love that bitch, she was going places.

all u tumblrers ‘raw me’ this ‘raw me’ that u will get food poisong

who the fuck manages to eat three set separate meals at three set times of the day. who the fuck does that. i eat however much i’m hungry for whenever i’m hungry, which could be anywhere in the range of once a day, six times a day or constantly snacking, depending on the weather, how much i’ve slept, the phase of my menstrual cycle, how annoyed i am, how well i’m dressed, how much work i have to do, how much food i see that day, how gay i’m feeling,

*pastor voice* but how many of you are kin with… the Lord?