chi⋅o⋅maus

listening to an album you used to love but overplayed for yourself after a really long time after the overplayedness has worn off and it sounds like it's supposed to again is the closest to being in heaven you can get during your mortal life i think

take your clothes off and get on the bed what no we aren’t having sex right now we’re cuddling and pressing every inch of skin together as close as possible for the next six hours

can we get 36 hours a day? not for any productive purposes i just want to finish my to watch & to read list in this lifetime . also probably get enough sleep

When the post goes triple platinum in the mutual circle and you have to scroll past the same thing seven times in a row

i kiss you on the mouth and end my turn

that pistachio completely sealed in its shell is scared and alone, like a miner trapped by rubble. you need to free it by any means necessary. get the gun from your dad's cabinet

"it's just stress" oh thank god, it's just the silent killer that slowly kills you, perfectly harmless, no need to worry