I found this yesterday that hit me so hard. Treasure your parents every day. Because when they are gone you will wish you can get just one more day with them. These feelings in the pit of my stomach of regret and guilt are surfacing and I can’t handle them right now. I don’t know why they are surfacing either. Since my moms death I’ve never felt like this. I’ve never felt angry either. I guess this grief cycle just never happens at once.
Instead of leaking celebrity photos we could leak pdf versions of college textbooks? Idk just an idea
i love that fall has a feeling, it’s not even the taste of smoke and barbeque in the air or the smell of wet dead leaves, it’s like a palpable feeling against your skin. it reminds me of renaissance festivals and cider barns and long highway drives to lawrence with the trees all sunset-shaded on the side of the road and cold night bonfires and guys i really fucking love autumn