There Is Always Something To Love

sorry for the mixed signals I don’t know what I want or what I’m doing mostly

we diagnose you with a creeping sense of alienation forever. incurable

must feel good as fuck to curse a prince for being rude to you while you were larping as an old woman for no reason

No one really understands how much compliments actually mean to me, like I sometimes brush them off with a joke and a quick “thank you,” but really, I remember compliments forever, so if you’ve ever complimented me or done something nice for me, thank you so much.

it’s completely acceptable to stay alive for tiny reasons. because you want to hear your favorite song one more time. because your dog will miss you if you leave. because the moon is just too pretty to never see again. because you haven’t seen the next season of a really good tv show. because you want to see the christmas lights this year. if you’re alive, you’re doing enough. if you’re surviving, i’m proud of you.

“Shapeshifting, but only once” is still one of the funniest concepts to me

being an adult is always like i have to go to the store i have to go to the store i have to go to the store