Am I a horse to you

In my dream you could order your coffee with a bunch of decorative flavorless tiny white flowers sprinkled on top and they were called ooh lala blossoms

staring at her tits but i’m being rlly stealthy abt it

The problem is not the seven dollar iced coffee, the problem is that almost none of that money goes into the pocket of the person who made it. Can you understand that. Please listen to me

one time in college i was in a creative writing class and this guy was holding up the critique with what i can only describe as like cinemasins dinging another student's writing. and at some point the professor said "the plot is the fork and the prose is the meal. you are critiquing the taste of the fork"

(voice of a person spiralling) its embarrassing but i still havent figured out if its ok for me to be alive

if possible I would prefer to have all heartfelt conversations knee-deep in the creek

t shirt that just says WHATEVER YOU’RE READING INTO MY FACIAL EXPRESSIONS AND BODY LANGUAGE YOU’RE MISINTERPRETING