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*drinks 8 gallons of green tea* i just want to be pure

i want love that’s warm and sickeningly sweet like honey… the kind that makes your insides all gooey and causes your heart to flutter uncomfortably and causes heat to blossom on your cheeks… but i also want the cool and calm kind of love, the love that’s quiet and steady and stable, where they make you feel like you’re coming home.

If you get that gut feeling that something isn’t right about a person or situation, trust it.

Depression in summer is weird. It’s not dark and brooding, for me - it’s white and hazy and confusing. You feel very absent from everyone and everything and all the light seems a little too bright for your tired eyes.

being busy is a blessing. that’s all I want in 2016. to be consistently busy. get shit done

im tryin to harbour peace this year. pls keep ur negative projections to urself