i wish i was a mermaid or could hold my breath for a really long time so i could just glide along the bottom and just enjoy the cool quiet and admire the vast space around me and not have to worry about anything
if u don’t like at least 90% of my posts i know you aren’t a true friend
legally an adult, mentally a squid
Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.
Ain’t no friendship like a friendship where you’re either confused as siblings or gay lovers
It’s on my left forearm. It’s a note my mom left me the night she died. Here’s a side-by-side shot of the two.
Deserves every note.
I cried and then I reblogged
when you sat in a weird position for a long time and you move and then your foot feels like this
most accurate description of anything accurate ever in the history of accuracy