to be seen; to be found—

i think my favorite thing about trinity santos is how genuinely corny she is. i love how she unironically changes whitaker’s nickname from huckleberry to fuckleberry when she’s upset. i love the exaggerated hand gestures and the way she bows as she makes her dramatic exit saying, “so long, fellow losers”. she is so undeniably cringe that i can’t help but love her

and guess what? we had a great day, even though we forgot to eat, and you had a bad dream. then we got no sleep, 'cause we were kissing. i had a fever until i met you, now you make me cool. but sometimes i still do something embarrassing. i never said i'd be alright, just thought i could hold myself together, but i couldn't breathe, don't know why i thought it'd be any better. i'm fine now, it doesn't matter. i didn't wanna be this guy, i cried at your show with the teenagers, tell your friend i'll be alright, in the morning it won't matter. i wanna be emaciated, i wanna hear one song without thinking of you. i wish i was on a spaceship, just me and my dog and an impossible view. i dream about it and i wake up falling.

some hyper famous artists like Van Gogh transcend overratedness and become underrated because they're so normalized. Like I'll look at a van Gogh and I'm like wait this really is amazing you guys don't get it

Shakespeare is like this

being able to retain your childlike joy is a true divine gift. never let the wrld rob you of it.

[the most low energy you have ever seen me] we’re about to go crazy mode

Imagine a bee rn in a hive muttering "the beekeeper is not real because he is not intervening or helping me at all with this disastrous relationship I have with another bee". now imagine that's you talking about the good lord. now imagine a dog with a propeller hat on

is anyone imagining a dog with a propeller hat on

“niall and ruben would have threesomes” are you people insane