who let me adult
I can’t adult
A concept: eating fresh fruit on a balcony in Greece during the golden hour with little or no clothing on, hair tied in a bun, wine in my glass, the beach close by
Don’t worry when I argue with you. Worry when I stop cause that just means there’s nothing left worth fighting for.
—3 am thoughts (via suspend)
No one ever talks about the heartbreak that comes with losing your best friend
—(via faded-and-dreaming)
Don’t trust anyone that bashes dark skin women.
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