47 pounds of ecstasy
At first I thought this was someone just being dramatic about how much they love a cereal.
Exact Same. I thought it was just the marshmallows from lucky charms and I was like “47 pounds of DIABETES!”
I crave space. It charges my batteries. It helps me breathe. Being around people can be so exhausting, because most of them love to take and barely know how to give. Except for a rare few.
Katie Kacvinsky (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
