*puts a flower in my hair and moves on*
(Source: theforestsarelistening, via roaringsilenc-ce)
I don’t wanna die but I am also exhausted and don’t wanna be a real person. Maybe a butterfly. Butterflies are at peace.
me, smearing my lips in chapstick: I am the master of self care
(Source: bpdbuttercup, via youngmuse92)


