Sera

the thing that really cheeses my cake about flies getting in my house is they clearly don't want to be there anyway. like at least the ants trying to steal cereal from my pantry had a goal and a plan. you are just here because you're too stupid to use a window twice

it's always 'i like you' never- "lights in the summer night make a false start in the evening sunset. in my seventeenth july I met you. hey, sunflower I ask my dictionary the definition of cute. words bubble up like soda pop. a thunderous roar, words exist for the sake of expression. an evening rainbow, I have something to tell you. a piece of my great passion, sent into your hand. i'll scream with all of my might to you, during summer's end. yamazakura, i like the leaves that you've hidden. yamazakura, i like those cute teeth of yours. yamazakura, i like the leaves that you've hidden. yamazakura, i like those cute teeth of yours. yamazakura I like cute words, too. yamazakura i like cute fireworks, too. yamazakura i like that cute smile of yours. yamazakura i like you, smile. i like you!".

If I am not good to myself, how can I expect anyone else to be good to me? -Maya Angelou

the tragedy of tumblr is you will inevitably meet people who you should be having a sleepover with. you should be rolling around on their floor and rummaging through their fridge and watching shitty movies with. you should be shopping with should be going out to a cafe with should be wandering through the aquarium with. people who you should be experiencing quotidian joys with... and you cannot! because they live one million miles away

Intimacy is not just physical. To crave a persons presence and energy rather than just their body is the purest form of intimacy.

i want romance. i want intimacy. i want the 2 am love making. i want consistency, loyalty. i want the random looks of admiration. i want to know you're just for me. i want date nights. i want love so pure and true. i want it because i can return it.

You know how to love someone, but you don't know how to believe that someone loves you, and that is your tragedy.

like the first rule of cooking is to have fun and be yourself and the first rule of baking is to stay calm because the dough can sense fear

sorry for being indecisive, I haven’t had any prophetic dreams to guide me in a while