"okay ❤️ yay ❤️" remains an unmatched response

is this a life? i don’t know. i make another cup of coffee. stare at a tree from my balcony. write in my journal. take a hot shower. i call my sister and say nothing of value. she listens anyway. i make another coffee. read a book that gives me bad dreams. pick up my pen to write and put it back down. another flip of the calendar i carry in the center of my chest. i am learning to let my heart open up again

something deeply intimate about being outside early in the morning all alone and seeing the world as she is

your guardian angel told me to tell you that it’ll be okay and that you should just take it easy for the next few days

tumblr is the only place that im honest, how do you tell your instagram followers that you just saw a bird that changed your life? they are soulless on that app, they dont give a fuck

i love when its sunnyyyy yaaaay i want to get married

i love when its sunnyyyy yaaaay i want to get married