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oh my god. most of life really is about the little things. a good haircut, a nice playlist, trying a new recipe that turns out well, a poem that hits home, a comfortable spot in the sun, spontaneous messages, a pen you enjoy writing with, tea with the right temperature to drink, buying that thing you’ve been eyeing for a while, a warm bed. yeah. im so grateful for the little enjoyments

I know deja vu is supposed to just be the brain erroneously interpreting new events as memories but dawg I’ve been here before and nobody can tell me otherwise. I’m def time travelling. I’m different

when will someone spotify wrap me in their arms

love in any form is just like *points at something* “that’s us” *points at something* “haha u” *points at something* “it’s y