Dear Mail Delivery Man,
You used to leave my packages for me at my door and now you keep leaving those stupid pink slips. I hate those pink slips. They make my heart hurt. Please please please just leave my packages on the floor. I’ll risk someone stealing my brand new socks. Promise.
The chick with a pink card collection
I forgot how nice it feels to have someone around often.
It’s hard to not focus on all the ways I could die–especially when it takes away from being alive.
The owner of the hair you fail at holding back
Why does it get harder to keep goals the older you get?