hellishsuggestion: You thought you could get rid of me? I’m the smoke in your clothes, the ash in your hair. You’ll never be rid of me, but I’ve already forgotten your name.

hellishsuggestion: You thought you could get rid of me? I’m the smoke in your clothes, the ash in your hair. You’ll never be rid of me, but I’ve already forgotten your name.

Drunkvanity: Shout Out To The Girls That Hate Their Bodies But Are Trying Really Really Hard To Find The Beauty And Comfort In Them Because That Shit Is Hard And Takes A Lot Of Time And Is Emotionally Exhausting. I’m Proud Of Y'all.

K A R M A

Soothingsuggestion: Some Flowers Are Late To Bloom But That Doesn’t Make Them Any Less Beautiful.

K A R M A

Poeticallyintoxicated

Beeslyp: “I Didn’t Want Any Flowers, I Only Wanted To Lie With My Hands Turned Up And Be Utterly Empty. How Free It Is, You Have No Idea How Free.”― Sylvia Plath, Ariel

Raikou: Im Still Pissed Off That Birds Get To Spend Their Days Flying About And Cats Get To Sleep For 16 Hours A Day And Im Stuck Dealing With Capitalism And Expectations

Hell Was The Journey But It Brought Me Heaven

Alexthefuckingfeminist: Bug-Free™ Season Is Over And I Am Afraid

This Just In!

Wsswatson: Until Last Year I Genuinely Thought I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus Was Actually About The Mother Cheating On Her Husband With Santa, Like It Never Occurred To Me That Her Husband Was Dressed Up As Santa

Poeticallyintoxicated