Do you ever feel like a plastic bag drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?

(Source: atracon, via raisd)

me: *walks up to a group of middle schoolers skateboarding*

me: lemme show you a trick or two

middle schoolers: *hand me a board*

me: this one's called stealing

me: *runs away with it*