I HATE IT HERE. I HATE IT HERE. I HATE IT HERE. I HATE IT HERE. I HATE IT HERE.

me days before my birthday be like

crying in cry

“let’s make a promise. your weed will always be my weed”

SO REAL FOR THIS

also, i have an exam tomorrow. but here i am, looking at men on my dash. sigh.

*cue Lana Del Rey and Paris Paloma*

*cats are my one true love**

As I Was Moving Ahead Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty (Jonas Mekas, 2000)

NOOR ACTIVE ERA?!?!?!

NOOR FINALLY OPENED TUMBLR ERAAA

THE URGE TO WATCH THIS SHOW IS SO REAL RIGHT NOW. HANNIBAL AND WILL ARE MY DADS AND THEY RAISED ME, I SAID WHAT I SAID!

i need to go into the middle of an ocean and scream, and take a dunk in that water to come out reborn as a water witch who has seaweed like soft hair and a moonlit glow