may the gods be with me.

People are too much.

niggaimdeadass:

The day you feel like you’re doing me a favor by being my friend, you don’t ever have to say another word to me.

(via randomselective)

"Why does one begin to write? Because she feels misunderstood, I guess. Because it never comes out clearly enough when she tries to speak. Because she wants to rephrase the world, to take it in and give it back again differently, so that everything is used and nothing is lost."

When I dance home alone.

sodamnrelatable:

via sodamnrelatable

(Source: noobjake, via justtherightsize)

I’m so bad with family visits lmao