griffys:

you: astrology isn’t real

me, pointing to every scorpio simultaneously: then explain THIS

guccibirks:

“He is not the sun. You are.”

— Christina Yang (via neutral)

theredpelican:

we’re literally floating on a tiny planet in fucking space why are we surrounded by hatred and misery. why can’t everyone just calm the fuck down and lay on some grass. the sun is a GIANT BURNING ORB why does money exist. fuck everything

bpdlils:

my look today is inspired by sleep deprivation and anxiety