My PIN number to this day is my second grade best friends birthday. There are people I don’t talk to anymore whose families are still in my prayers. There are shirts I wear to bed from exes of 8 years ago who are married now with kids. And I haven’t found a macaroni salad recipe better than my college boyfriend’s mom’s. Our lives are made up of so many people and when people become parts of our lives, some parts remain long after they leave. And in the same exact way, it’s comforting to know there are so many lives you’re still a part of that you have no idea about.

The best way to contact me is to meet me in my dreams at 3am

weddings are crazy expensive me and my s/o will just have an ancient blood ritual in the woods at 3am

fuck disappearing under mysterious circumstances i want to start APPEARING under mysterious circumstances. walking through a deserted eerie forest? im there. exploring an abandoned 1930s mine that no human has set foot in for 55 years? there too. touching down on mars? guess whose annoying face you see poking out from behind a rover

what if we were sitting in a field and i plucked some grass and put it on your knee. what then?

the purge but in reverse everything is illegal for 24hrs so we all just go to bed and be quiet for a bit