🌿 Take me away 🌿
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
old friends and their fingerprints all over your life
@i-wrotethisforme / hospital playlist / hozier
How sharing bed with gojo satoru feels like
richard campbell gansey the third, a politician’s son, born on old virginia money wearing fucking khakis and a polo, introducing his friends like “these are my closest pals, a poor bi mechanic, an angry gay catholic criminal/farmer with a substance abuse problem, a dude who was murdered, and my punk witch girlfriend. oh and henry!”
“When it’s over, leave. Don’t continue watering a dead flower.”
— Unknown
To whatever burned out former gifted kid needs to hear this: you did not peak in elementary/middle school. You're just being held to unrealistically high standards now that you weren't being held to back then.