i’m so boring when it comes to painting my nails. and yes i did only paint three fingers on each hand.
morgan. seventeen. canadian. agender.
sometimes i write dumb things.
stressed, depressed, and suicidal
I got a curse I cannot lift but god, I like it;
music for witches in autumn.
i. tam lin anaïs mitchell; ii. piano trio in a minor, modéré maurice ravel; iii. exploration coraline soundtrack; iv. wolf like me lera lynn; v. the last bird zoë keating; vi. the road mirel wagner; vii. an interlude the decemberists; viii. snow owl the mountain goats; ix. the road of trials austin wintory; x. feather moon vienna teng; xi. sixth stop joe hisaishi; xii. i wish i was the moon neko case
Forget the Myers-Briggs fucking personality assessment. I am dead tired of hearing if someone is an INFP or an ESLQ or whatever. I want to know if someone is melancholic or choleric. Bring back the four humors. I wanna see “Kaley, 16, phlegmatic” when I go to someone’s blog. Who is with me. Lets make this happen
here's a test i found. go wild, y'all. (im choleric.)
thedrawbridgethatismypants yes, yes they are uvu
The naruto manga is like that one person you stopped hanging out with after high school but still have friended on Facebook to watch their clusterfuck of a life unfold
my mother keeps buying juice boxes. this makes me very happy.
What’s that on your hand????? *holds it* itS ME