baby

pocky be like “share happiness!” and i eat it alone like a woodchipper

i hope the people you meet have the same heart as you. i hope they treat you like they should.

Reblog to have something good happen at 1:42 tomorrow

I want something unexpectedly good to happen rn.

My PIN number to this day is my second grade best friends birthday. There are people I don’t talk to anymore whose families are still in my prayers. There are shirts I wear to bed from exes of 8 years ago who are married now with kids. And I haven’t found a macaroni salad recipe better than my college boyfriend’s moms’. Our lives are made up of so many people and when people become parts of our lives, some parts remain long after they leave. And in the same exact way, it’s comforting to know there are so many lives you’re still a part of that you have no idea about.