A List Of Longings

i dont need therapy i need to be 8 years old at halloween again

what doesn't kill you makes you stay on tumblr for 13 years and counting

hey boss i can't come in today it's a sunny day and there's a lovely breeze coming in through my window, yeah it's rustling the branches of the tree outside that's finally bloomed so it's pretty serious

I hate the “open floor plan” that everyone is obsessed with in houses now. I want nooks and crannies and bizarre floor plans. I don’t need to be able to see what someone is doing on the other side of the house. I want places to hide and lurk and dwell in the shadows. I am the beast who awaits in the labyrinth

girls and the inherent loneliness they have felt all their lives

good morning to fairies elves gnomes sprites and other mischievous beings