February 2012
my unconventional family
grandma: remember when i would switch you on the lips for saying swears and all that?
me: you mean flick me?
grandma: yes, oh yes that
me: yeah i thought you were a right proper cunt for it
grandma: HAAHAHAH oh honey i love you dearly
“No tree, it is said, can grow to heaven unless its roots reach down to hell.”
– Carl Jung (via nirvikalpa)
yep
the night i was going to go out with a friend i got sick
revelations
*i look like a boy it’s fine whatever, boys are cute i can handle it
*saying dumb shit, not realizing it okay *worried about a lot of my friends lately sick and sad and sad and sick so yeah if any of you have talked to me recently about stuff, i love you and i’m around if you need that goes for all the unicorns, fairies and lumberjacks
