Springtime, Claude Monet x Flashlight, The Front Bottoms
She wasn’t bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.
Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
(via thegoodvybe)
(via thegoodvybe)
- me: *listens to a song that makes me feel good*
- my neurotic ass: *listens to the same song continuously for six hours (so far) to make happiness last*







