Who dares wins.

a lot of shit just not worth my time no more

*breaks my own heart from thinking too much*

Sometimes my soul physically aches for autumn. The feeling of comfort and happiness it brings, long drives to the farm for apple cider donuts, picking pumpkins, rainy nights spent reading, crisp early mornings … autumn is like this old friend I’ve known all my life that comes and goes every year.

growing up is crying for a good sec and then being able to be like “ok bitch times up!” And stopping because you got shit to do

I’m a Big Fan of watching people grow and become healthier and happier versions of themselves

Wenn man nicht das bekommt, was man will, nimmt man sich das, was vorhanden ist. So wird man aber nicht glücklich. Manchmal muss man dafür kämpfen, dass man das bekommt, was man sich wünscht.