Dad calls: What’s happening my little India?
Me: India y con orgullo.
Dad: Eso chingado.
The Fosters makes me cry so much.
i wish people would stop glorifying cigarettes in pictures, y’all are killing yourselves. i don’t think i can even count 5 friends of mine that don’t smoke regularly :(
It’s crazy just how fucked up Mars’ retrograde is and just how much it is messing with my life. I honestly think that people who feel most connected to the universe are experiencing its affect most.