The Relationship Between A Person And The Native Flora And Fauna Of Where They Grew Up Is Something That

me: *points to space* !!!!!!

friend: ????

me: *points to space more violently* !!!!!!!!!

I actually don’t need to control my anger. Everyone around me needs to control their habit of pissing me off.

(via amour-pourtoujours)

I love planners, highlighters, giant calendars, nice ball point pens, to do lists, & anything else that gives me the illusion that I’m getting my life together

“the harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved”

Conspiracy documentaries & chill

“are you ok?” no but I’m funny

Some people are just born to fight, I think. It’s not that they’re born brave. It’s not that they’re born strong. It’s just that the universe has decided that this one, this one will have grit and fire and steel in their blood. And it’ll be tested, this cosmic mettle of theirs. They’ll face trial after trial, be broken and damaged in countless ways. But this one was born to fight. Maybe it’s not the life they would have chosen. Maybe they’d love to lay down their arms. But they were born to fight. It’s what they know. It’s what they do best. It’s all they can do.