things i shouldn't say.
i'm jordyn, i'm sixteen.
and i am a strange child.
i'm complicated.
but i couldn't give any less of a fuck about it.

i look like this.
this is some personal shit.
this is where i tweet.
and this is where my brain melts.

the little old lady that lives next door to me is so cute

shes like a hundred years old but shes always outside working on her yard

shroomssavedmymind:

something-really-hipster:

this happens to me all the time

my happi place.
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery.
None but ourselves can free our minds.” —Bob Marley
— (via mysticmementos)

(Source: considerthishippie, via mysticmementos)


after today, I think it’s safe to say I’m satisfied for a while.

wages:

“star dust,” paint pen on wood panel, 20120
by Molly Rose Freeman.