If flowers can grow through blankets of melting snow, there is hope for me.– Tyler Knott Gregson (via allegorys)
robocommie: I don’t want my cat to grow up in a world run by cops and corporations. This is the truest thing on tumblr.
saturniinae: SEX WOULD BE NICE
Reason not to kill myself 034
if I die, someone will find my journal.
brigwife: my mother said i could be anything i wanted so i became an unemployed recluse with an internet dependence and an intolerance for natural light
slugwitch: Boys wearing backwards baseballs caps all I wanna do is steal your hat and wear it while we kiss and then smooth out your eyebrows
Plot twist: A black teacher goes to a white school to save them from their pretentious ways