It’s been a good run but it’s time I say goodbye. Goodbye tumblr ❤️

reblog if you want to FUCK ME or if you occasionally drink water

ancientsstudies:

Could willingly waste my time in it.

My brain makes me regret being able to think. When will I stop fighting my own thoughts? I dislike being self aware.

perfectfeelings:

“I’ve mastered the art of acting tired instead of admitting I’m sad.”

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quietquirkyqueer:

it’s called self sabotage baby and i do it so well

lovestrucksuggestion:

I’m not friends with you because you serve a purpose to me, I’m friends with you because I just like you. That is to say, there is no one who can do what you do for me because what you do for me is just be you

I can’t stop thinking about forehead kisses cuddles and cute random surprises. I wish I appreciated them more when I had it.