I understood myself only after I destroyed myself. And only in the process of fixing myself, did I know who I really was.
Sade Andria Zabala (via thequotejournals)
reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
Somebody at google was just like “yea, just have someone drive down every road on fucking earth”.
i forgot how fucking weird november is theres no afternoon its just night after 2pm
Other people: uh so boring
Me, a maladaptive daydreamer: oh this is a blessing let me just listen to music and stare at my window while my mind slips away into my alternate reality
It’s officially that annoying time of year where it’s sweater weather in the morning but by mid-day you die of heatstroke.
"whos fucking child is this"