birdandmoon:

A snake story, based on an experience I had while I was in Florida.


healing-is-cool:

You are going to laugh until your stomach hurts again. You’re going to be in awe of a sunset. Watch your favorite show while you eat your favorite food. Find money on the street. Discover a great band you haven’t heard of before. You will find your way back.


lizormianillustration:

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whatever was left, that was ours for a while.

sunrise - louise glück


vikingfunerals:

the commodification of friendship is the most annoying thing to come out of the internet in ages. like actually i love to break this to you but you’re supposed to help your friends move even if it’s hard work. or stay up with them when they’re sad even if you’re gonna lose sleep. you’re supposed to listen to their fears and sorrows even if it means your own mind takes on a little bit of that weight. that’s how you know that you care. they will drive you to the airport and then you will make them soup when they’re sick. you’re supposed to make small sacrifices for them and they are supposed to do that for you. and there’s actually gonna be rough patches for both of you where the balance will be uneven and you will still be friends and it will not be unhealthy and they will not be abusive. life is not meant to be an endless prioritization of our own comfort if it was we would literally never get anywhere ever. jesus.


mintamenapie:

Shout out to all your internet friends who are gone.

Those messenger screen names that haven’t logged on in ages, some before detailed profiles were a thing on those services.

Those emails that are long since abandoned, some with domains that no longer exist.

Those online friends you knew years ago and who then helped shaped you in some way, who you just can’t FIND anymore.

Those people who once were, and hopefully still exist IRL, that seem to have no known internet life anymore.

And those who have actually passed on, and their online lives are now a memorial to them.

I miss you all. I hope life is/was kind to you, and maybe one day, we’ll somehow connect again.

(via nuala-luna)


duckbunny:

duckbunny:

THIS IS YOUR FINAL WARNING TO GET YOUR MEDS BEFORE THE PHARMACIES CLOSE

they are going to be CLOSED OVER THE HOLIDAYS and so will the DOCTORS WHO SIGN YOUR PRESCRIPTIONS.

if you don’t have enough meds to last the next THREE WEEKS, put in for your repeats and refills tomorrow! that’s Wednesday! do it! don’t go to hospital at New Year because you ran out of stuff!

it’s that time of year again! get your meds!

(via chronicallycrappy)


casgirl:

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This disclaimer pops up whenever I start talking

(via nuala-luna)


grxngifxngi-abandoned-blog:

grxngifxngi-abandoned-blog:

Being disabled/chronically ill is like constantly having to push through. Push through pain, push through fatigue, push through brain fog to get literally ANYTHING done. Constantly. It’s a 24/7 push and you never ever get a break bc the unfortunate thing about being a human is you always need to be doing something. Like getting up and going to the bathroom, getting and drinking a drink, making food, eating food. Even just a slight change of position in bed can take everything you have. It’s not fair. I’m fucking pissed off about it.

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Just kill me please

(via nuala-luna)


imacrazedfangirl:

roughhewnends:

rip-n-tear:

hidden-suggestion:

ged-gedward:

when u scratch a cat’s chin and they lift their head up reblog if u agree

when u scratch a cat’s cheek and they lean their head into ur hand reblog if u agree

when u put your hand in front of your cat’s face and they gently headbut u reblog if u agree

when ur cat runs just a lil bit faster to get to u reblog if u agree

cats reblog if u agree

(via nuala-luna)


writethatdown:

to all the people who used to top their classes but can’t find the energy to do that assignment now, to all the people who watch dance covers in awe and imagine themselves doing the choreography wearing crop tops and cargo pants, to all the people who love watching aesthetic videos and vlogs and yearn for their home to be cottagecore with soft radio in the background someday, to all the people who stare at pretty strangers, wishing they had their eyes, or their hair or their pretty smile, i just wanna say that i see you and you are a beautiful soul. you are worthy and capable of living the life of your dreams. ♡♡♡