My pain was never beautiful or poetic. It was answering the phone mid breakdown and laughing like I was fine.(via recoveryliife)
i want to live by the ocean but also in the forest but also in the mountains but also in a big city but also in the countryside u feel me
I keep thinking oh man, I’m so immature. How am I allowed to be an adult.
Then I spend time with teenagers.
And it’s like, wow, okay, yeah. I am an adult. I am so adult. Look at me adulting all over the place.