I Just Want A Fat Ass And A Flat Stomach

let’s escape

“You think you’re doing okay and then suddenly it’s nighttime and you’re alone and you’re not really sure how to distract yourself anymore.”

b.b (via bad-intentixns)

being a crazy avocado mum

Can’t catch me

my heart spasmed among the peonies like a trout

There are too many of us. There are billions of us and that’s too many. Nobody knows anyone. Strangers come and violate you. Strangers come and cut your heart out. Strangers come and take your blood. Good God, who were those men? I never saw them before in my life!

Autumn season. Sweater mood //