it’s a beautiful day to give me money
by Michael Faudet (via youngfolksociety)
by Anaïs Nin, Ladders To Fire (via larmoyante)
I wake up
at four in the morning
and taste smoke
in the back of my throat.
I swear to god,
you’re still burning
somewhere inside me.
by Solange (via flashcardsofmylife)
it’s weird how british people say “lift” instead of “elevator” and how my dad says “you are a dissappointment” instead of “i love you”
do any of you even know my name
Math jokes aren’t funny nothing about math is funny math is a sin