"The soul needs autumn. Let what’s dead fall. Let the wind sweep it up and blow it away. Your colors are changing; it’s so beautiful. Don’t be sad it was a part of you and now is gone. Some things have to die. It’s their season. You can’t hold on. This is your season to let it all fall. Shed what’s dead. Be free, stand tall. There will be a time to bloom again."
your roots remain // (via breanna-lynn)
People be Iike “you never hit me up anymore”
tbh ..I have a simple life
● I work
● I stay to Myself
● I go out with a select few
● I smoke with a select few
● I don’t have no time for games
Amen!!!
(via joserr96)











