☭we live on coffee and flowers☭

me, dumping a load of freshly washed but unfolded laundry on my bed: boy i’m sure gonna be pissed about this when i want to go to bed

losing people is so interesting bc like. no i don't want to speak to you ever again. yes i think about you on your birthday.

why does using someone’s name in conversation feel so intimate, like the way a touch feels gentle as someone is fixing ur hair or brushing out a stray strand

someone: *uses my name to address me* me: oh my God, i am a physical entity… …..

i want to know what bears think sometimes

bastard

he’s just a baby please

baby bastard more like

more bastardous than ever….

“if you’re not angry you’re not paying attention” used to be such a powerful phrase but now it’s more accurate to say “if you’re not angry you’re probably exhausted by 5+ years of Panic Outrage Mode and are nearing the limit of your emotional range for reacting to this shit”