#panthoughts

Let’s runaway, let’s leave this town, can we see the world? Can I leave myself behind and become someone else? 

I wanna be a bird, fly away, feel the crisp air push up against my face. I’m held on land, though. On two legs, forced to breath in the suffocating, but yet comforting cold air. 

I watch 589 blogs why is it always so dead entertain meeee tumblrrrrr don’t make me spam-follow more

Nothing stings quite like disinterested friends

Shit’s gonna start changing soon, I can feel it.