Bailey. 19. Nashville. Adventurer. Feminist. Writer. ISFP. Lover of words, messy hair, mugs, baked goods, naps, making lists, folk music, and films.


riddle me this atheists: if god isn’t real then who is inside the kleenex box pushing up the next tissue

(via soggybassethound)


you wanna fight? alright let’s take this outside! the stars are so bright tonight. the moon looks so nice. hold my hand

(via openendedlife)

I just want to lay in a pile of warm laundry and eat bread

(Source: commovente, via openendedlife)


i’m like a bitter old man except i’m a teenage girl

(Source: nursary, via polkanots)

Flower Garden (1905-1907)
Gustav Klimt
don’t call me beautiful
i don’t care
call me intelligent
tell me my laugh is contagious;
that i made you smile
tell me i have something to offer

Unknown (via bl-ossomed)

(Source: alert, via through-my-prayers)


I feel like he’s staring into my eyes.
Ingrid Michaelson
You And I (13,925)