Dear whoever is reading this: I wish you a life full of warmth and happiness and love. I hope you’re okay. And if you aren’t now, you will be.
if you dont still say “wed-ness-day” in your head when you spell wednesday then ur a fucking liar
if you’re having a rough night…
here are some pups
i mean how could you not smile
when looking at these guys
idk but cheer up buttercup
& remember you are important and loved
Our wounds are often the openings into the best and the most beautiful part of us
David Richo (via mypsychology)
october-december is the best time of the year and you can’t tell me otherwise.
“What’s the password?”
“Is it… is it ‘dog’?”
*muffled meeting behind door*
“You may enter.”
iwillmindfuckyou