jasmine

Please retire the "we are made of stardust" phrase I am so tired of it

Stars are made of flesh

I change my mind bring back the original phrase

“why are u still sleeping with a plushie?” because im lonely bitch get out

I hate how 3 pm is so close to 2 pm so there's an illusion that there's still time left in the day to do things but in reality 3 pm is also close to 4 pm and if it's close to 4 pm you might as well just wait till tomorrow. <- can't argue against this by the way.

tumblr is basically a gay bar in a mental institute

just know if i could crawl on the ceiling on all fours i would

your twenties are Not about saving money or networking. your twenties are about rinsing your heart in rice water. wearing big jackets. smelling night blooming jasmines. giving up on being sexy and embracing flaw and rot and thus inadvertently becoming sexy. planting cabbages and cauliflowers inside your internal landscape and making a garden in you instead of letting your internal landscape be a stormy sea tossing you around. cartwheeling in spirit if not person when you make a friend. and letting your eyebrows live a little.