I spoke you into sunflowers.



[inhales] [exhales] [looks out into the sunset] the sweet smell of not being in high school

[remembers that i have no idea what i want to do for my future] [continues to stare out into the sunset] shit

(via oxeh)


Playboy’s catcall flowchart.  
What if you didn’t run? This one time. What if you stayed, and let love overtake you?
Other people are not medicine.
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