His name is #RalphYarl and I’m sick and tired of this feeling…my heart completely broke when I learned this precious 16-year-old, who accidentally rang the door of the wrong address in an attempt to pick up his siblings, was shot in the head… (1/3)
i have to remind myself to stop living in the future so much and to let life happen to me, organically. not processed. organic. too much processing and i’ll lose the very essence that makes life worth living and memories worth keeping.
I absolutely love going out on a Friday cos it means you get my favourite thing which I coined as a “double Sunday” cos Saturday feels like a Sunday but then you get another Sunday on Sunday x
i was put on earth to eat good food and feel lots of love n be kissed a million times and laugh with my friends until all the cracks in my heart fill up n discover new books and go to new places n learn new things and look at the moon and be purely happy