ETHERICALLY WANDR'IN mind

sweatpants and tanktop is the lingerie of the proletariat

I found my one of my iconic photos from my scene middle school days, like I thought it was lost forever

Ghosts aren't real, it was probably just the house settling that gave you that blowjob

taking a break from my mental health to focus on watching a tv show

Sometimes you log on to tumblr dot com and see your beloved mutuals thirsting over unrisen sourdough men and you have to say a very very quiet ‘pass’ to yourself and let it go because inevitably the flat circle of time will bring around your turn to go gaga over some butterface dude or bug eyed girl and you must know that your beloved mutuals are saying a quiet ‘pass’ to themselves and leaving you to your moment of insanity in peace.

i love you green. i love you forests. i love you smell of damp earth. i love you feeling before the storm breaks. i love you moss. i love you rivers. i love you streams. i love you thunderstorms. i love you sunlight shining through leaves.