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fuck you (confession of love)

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I will give you my address just so you can send me some taquitos...anyone interested??

#taquitos #hungry #high af #please send me taquitos

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It’s my birthday! Say hello to 25 year old me

#birthday #say hello

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I’m scared of going to a much needed psychiatrist because I know the next drug for me is lithium and I am not exactly happy with that

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Getting high and horny

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Badass Mythical Women and Creatures →La Llorona

In Mexican folklore, La Llorona (“Weeping Woman”) or the “Lady in White” is a recurring ghost near lakes and rivers. According to legend, La Llorona was once a beautiful woman named Maria. Her husband either cheated on her and, in revenge, she killed her two children or her husband/lover didn’t want children, so she killed them. After drowning her children, she later killed herself and was stopped at Heaven’s gates and asked about her children’s whereabouts. She was banned from entering until she finds her children, and now wanders the earth in search of them, wailing “¡Ay, mis hijos!”

La Llorona is rumored to steal away children that resemble her own, ask them for forgiveness, and then drown them in place of her lost children. La Llorona’s story is used to curb kids from going out after dark nowadays. She is also seen as a bad omen to many people, predicting ill fortune and even death (much like the Irish Banshee).

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Make a wish before you reblog ✯✧✫

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i love how different the sea looks at certain moments

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Kitties dancing ‘round the moon by catmallardart

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No. 505

A new geometric design every day

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Hey does anyone want a pen pal?

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I’m getting sick of this monotonous day after day life. Looking for tomorrow because the present is too bleak. I want excitement. I want to live like there is no tomorrow. Live like I’m going to die when I close my eyes at the end of the day. But then I think about what I’d want to do that day. I think about the caring and, for the most part, loving people I care for every single day. And I honestly don’t think I would take a day off work to go on an adventure if it meant they’d be alone or wouldn’t have good care.

My life is killing me, but it is unfortunately the one I have and will choose to live.

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I’m having those overwhelming thoughts that I don’t matter

But I also know the work I do is important