Why does it seem so hard to leave the house, or even get out of bed these days. I’m losing interest in everything I once loved.
Me: How do you find Will Smith in the snow?
Mum: He's black
Me: You look for fresh prints, but oh my God
Again, seriously? Fuck this.
I need you so much right now, I need you to tell me everything will be okay or am I just being childish? I don’t know how to grow up.
Never love anyone who treats you like you’re ordinary.– Oscar Wilde (via friedarose)