Someone please reassure me that it’s okay to disagree with my mom, and tell her “please, stop” if she’s hurting my feelings, because she continues to make me feel like a bad person.

battybatty:

Roll me up in a blanket like a burrito and kiss me

(via acrylic-in-colour)

I need to find a temporary job that will be willing to hire me for a month or so.

This passport thing is making me so frustrated.

It’s probably going to be like 4 months ‘til I get there.

eff eff eff