dedicated shit poster

every august without fail is like i will give you some of the most beautiful golden summer moments of your life but also you will be thinking about childhood and loss constantly. it will always be either 5pm or 2am

you’re going to love again, find a job again, create art again, do what you love again, feel powerful again. you’re going to be back on track. i don’t know when, but you are going to feel like yourself again, eventually. this isn’t the end. hang in there.

its so so funny to me when video game characters have like, region-specific genders

shoutout to me for ruining my own life

i was so angry at everything when i was 13. and i was right

in my humble opinion, the most beautiful thing abt love is the effort. like the one that doesn't even feel like effort, just deliberate action motivated by pure love and desire to make another person happy. making conscious choices in favour of that person, taking your time to create special moments and rituals, distance nor time notwithstanding

the inherent romanticism of being thought of.

amelia earhart disappeared because she crashed her plane while me and her were smoking a fat blunt in the cockpit it’s true