you don’t even remember2014


all adults do is ask me about my plans for college like don’t you want to know what my favorite color is

"Don’t cry over spilt milk"

-but also, don’t cry over a plate of pasta, or a bar of chocolate, or a bowl of cereal. Food is for eating, it is not for crying over. (via metamorphosisofmeg)

I like taking too many sleeping pills and trying to stand after
I like the musty warmth of attics in old houses
I like throwing ice in the deep fryer at work
And pretending I’m good at taking pictures
I like walking into shops barefoot and
I love waking up to rain
Or turning over in the night and searching for my boyfriends embrace and drifting back to sleep in his arms
I like the sticky ocean air on humid days and salt on watermelon
And I like to think that these are the reasons I’m still alive

My ever growing collection of sea glass ✨🐚✨

The Enforcer 1976