Shoutout to all cashiers and janitors in my town that know me. They don’t know my name, and I don’t know theirs. But they tell me they haven’t seen me around in a while if I haven’t gone shopping, have helped me carry heavy things, walked me to my car to avoid creeps, complimented my outfits. I don’t know these beautiful people, but they make my day. A simple smile has given me more of a connection to them than some of my friends. My heart goes out to humanity and all of its fondness.
reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts
When your introvert levels are so high you only shovel dirt in the Minecraft server your friends invited you to, scared to ask to build your house next to theirs.
Y’all ever be so thirsty you start taking small sips of your short water supply tryna make it last like your surviving the Great Drought of 1930?
Did I do it? Am I finally a girl-blogging Lana Del Rey Brooklyn Baby cigarette-smoking boyfriend-having coquette girlie yet? :’D
“In the world, I find no remedy. In humanity, I find no treatment.”
-my recent journal excerpt
Hate tumblr because every #Lana Del Rey #Coquette Girl Blogger has already posted my unoriginal experiences (affectionately)
New user with no idea what I am doing / 16 / multifandomed / cinephile / future historian Letterboxd & Pintrest - @Mar_Metal
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