Keep your heart clean like you’re expecting death.

*scrolls far back into my blog* oh yes…i was suffering quite vigorously here

have you ever noticed you pick up little habits and phrases from the people you love? it’s no wonder our hearts are so easily broken when people leave. we become a reflection of the people that we care about and those personality traits stick with us even if the people don’t

I make my ramen the way a friend taught me in eleventh grade. Every fall, I listen to a playlist made for me by a boy I drove across a border to hook up with. I eat sushi because a girl who won’t talk to me anymore made me try it, and Indian food because my best friend’s parents ordered for me before I knew what I liked. There are movies I love because someone I loved loved them first. I am a mosaic of everyone I’ve ever loved, even for a heartbeat.

i make string bracelets just like a girl at camp taught me, i call people darling just like my first girlfriend did, i eat goldfish crackers because it reminds me of a childhood friend i miss, i listen to one song because that was the song playing when i met a stranger on a bus and talked for 30 minutes. i stir things just like my grandmother taught me to, i am the product of all the people who have touched my life.

They removed tumblr from the App Store we’re rogue lads

Hardest Thing (Prod. Midi Mafia) Frank Ocean

The look on the red toad’s fucking face I can’t breathe

are you healed, or just distracted