Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. Sometimes it hurts, it even breaks your heart. But that’s okay. The journey changes you; it should change you. It leaves marks on your memory, on your consciousness, on your heart, and on your body. You take something with you. Hopefully, you leave something good behind.
I demand unconditional love and complete freedom. That is why I am terrible.
i’ve discovered the convenience of homemade smoothies and my life is changed
i’m the only one on tumblr.com who has never watched the x files and has seen half an episode of twin peaks
the x files theme song scared me
i don’t even want to sign a lease for this year i wish i could just move from place to place every month or two.
how unfair it is that i can’t do everything…