#extistential crisis

[bellamy-barnes]

[les-fleur]

Okkkkay

[joyinwords]

i’m curious if i cross people’s minds. at the end of the day when they’re laying in bed and just can’t seem to sleep, do they remember a story involving me? when they’re walking through the store and pass by my favorite chocolate bar, do they remember and smile fondly on the memory? am i something people look back on with happiness and appreciation for the memories we created together, or do i stick in someone’s mind like glue, never leaving no matter how hard they try to remove me? do people remember me at all? and if so, is it positively or negatively? i wish i knew.

[ilovefictiontoomuch]

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

[pri-ide]

Café de Flore, Paris, as seen on Condé Nast Traveller

[professional-yearner]

 Just realized I’m the only thing set in stone in my own existence and that I have to live with myself for the rest of my life

Waka Waka

[allycath-blog]

i just redownloaded tumblr after 3 or so years of not having it and i just want to apologize to everyone about every part of when i was 15

[lett-them-eatt-cake]

Y’all ever go outside to appreciate nature but you feel like you are not appreciating it enough so you touch the leaves, smell the flowers amd absorb the details but it still feels like you are not appreciating it enough, and the sun it going down and the summer is ending, the flowers are wilting, and you will be buried six feet under the earth soon and it feels like you will never appreciate nature as much as you could have