im god’s sleepiest angel

what if i don’t want to be a girlboss. what if i want to be a girlfailure instead

love love love collecting little boxes and containers. perhaps more than collecting trinkets to put in said boxes.

going ! camping !

not a girl or a boy but a secret third thing

am at a figure skating competition… tell me why the crowd clapped louder for the zamboni machine at halfway rather than for the performers…

if i could, i’d turn into a strawberry in a heartbeat

perhaps the end goal of living is to be less afraid of it

the hole is feeling an awful lot like a grave

having a grown up job and working is awesome actually. you mean i get to have my own office and all i do is write emails all day?? enjoy trail mix and my daily girly drink?? and i get PAID??