my dad said i need to get baptized before i move to philadelphia

Home is in my hair, my lips, my arms, my thighs, my feet and my hands. I am my own home. And when I wake up crying in the morning, thinking of how lonely I am, I pinch my skin, tug at my hair, remind myself that I am alive. Remind myself to step outside and greet the morning. Remind myself that it’s all about forward motion. It’s all about change. It’s all about that elusive state.

if i had a dragon i could go to the beach whenever i wanted

i just bought my plane ticket to new jersey for thanksgiving & i also get to see saves the day and say anything that week too HEYYY


Stringer fucking Bell.

i told one of my students to pull my arm off because it hurt and he said:
“i can’t pull your arm off because then you will have no arms and then you won’t be able to hug people!”

me: i wanna get paid and i wanna go home
3 year old: *sighs* meeee tooooo

How wonderful it is to be silent with someone.
Kurt Tucholsky (via shantiwinds)

my anaconda don’t
my anaconda don’t
my anaconda don’t wanna go to work today