I tried to take a pic with kiwi but a plate dropped and we made Ivan the terrible and his son
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Self care is buying your uncle’s 1983 Ford Fiesta for $300 and running away from home at 17 with only your earnings from working at KFC over the summer and exploring the continental United States before meeting a homeless woman in Kentucky who you end up motel hopping with until you get to California and you find out she was a ghost of the Hollywood Hills and she grants you a wish for taking her home and you wish for a 1984 Ford Fiesta and then drive off into the sunrise for Arizona where you plan to live out your days as a desert dwelling sand spirit
Self care is having a blocked list that’s 563 people long
Self care is eating the slime that’s inside of those stress balls with the net around them
Here is a kiwi to get you through these tough times
Thank you tumblr user I Give Kiwis to People
THIS IS WHAT A KIWI SOUNDS LIKE??????????
fight to the death in a Target parking lot
perceived self vs real self vs ideal self. Only one winner
My ideal self always has a sword so he’d win
Self care is rolling around in the Colorado desert like a tumbleweed
And screaming into the void until it screams back. But only do this once.
Self care is assimilating with the sand cats of North Africa and screaming with them into the night
self care is sticking your left arm into a prairie dog hole and shaking the prairie dogs hands
Self care is adopting 400 prairie dogs into your one bedroom apartment and living as their queen and digging holes with them underneath the city
Self care is climbing the tallest saguaro cactus in jorts and a mesh sweater and joining the coyotes in a melodic ode to the moon.
Self care is shoving that cactus up ur ass to assert dominance over the local coyote pack
self care is going to a gas station at 3am and fighting your mirror self in the bathroom and then befriending them instead and eating slim jims and drinking gatorade with them in the back parking lot until a serial killer trucker comes to kill you and then you team up to kill the trucker and then you take his semi and tour the southwest united states with your mirror self robbing banks along the way and retiring happily to mexico
Cat in the summer meadow, 1920 - Bruno Liljefors (Swedish, 1860-1939)