sometimes I remember that I’ve had the same blog for my entire tumblr career and that there are backlogs and backlogs of cringey shit from my various regrettable phases just there for anyone to see if they want and I feel as if someone has tred across my grave
when Florence Welch said “You don’t have to be a ghost here amongst the living. You are flesh and blood! You deserve to be loved and you deserve what you are given”
