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ok i’ve washed my hair and put on a big t shirt there is no mental illness in this body
I used to hate using ‘love’ liberally. I felt it was a sacred word only to be used in very special occasions. Now that I’m older, I’ve come to the realization that love should be shared and felt and received with reckless abandon. Love these characters, love this food, love things in the moment, even if they may seem tiny and insignificant to others. I think it makes life a little more soft around the edges.
Love is not a finite resource.
sorry i cant hang out with u today i have to catch up on my crying
“Death blowing bubbles,” 18th century. The bubbles symbolize life’s fragility. This plaster work appears on the ceiling of Holy Grave Chapel in Michaelsberg Abbey, Bamberg, Germany.
gold rush ♡ ︎
*drowns myself in romanticized idealizations*
“I’d spent the last three years trying to build up some kind of a skin, so I wouldn’t drip with blood every time I brushed up against something.”
— Janet Fitch, from White Oleander
St. Elmo’s Fire (1985)
I don’t know what’s going on but it’s a lot
anyone who can talk to me for more than a week deserves an award
sending “I hope you get that job” vibes to the children out here tryna get jobs
if i ever give birth please dont tell me my baby looks just like me within the first 2 months cause i know that newborn look ugly as shit so unless you tryna square up dont speak