“Some nights I wish I could go back in life. Not to change shit, just to feel a couple things twice.”— 6pm in New York- Drake
(via fate)
(via coral)
I have these two neighbours and they’re married and they gotta be like in their late 30s and I’m making dinner and I look out the window and they’re running around outside in their pajamas and bare feet with water pistols soaking eachother and laughing so loud it made me realise I’m wasting so much time trying to make relationships perfect when all that’s really needed is someone who will laugh with me for the rest of my life
(via your-lesbian-friend)
Drink water, get plenty of sleep, go mad in the forest, speak with the dead, take your meds, don’t talk to cops
