be kind

hope tumblr lasts another 20 years so i can liveblog my midlife crisis

The older I get, the more I realize being in a hurry is a terrible way to live your life.

every weekday i feel like i want to scream and run away and tear off my skin and jump off a bridge and then the weekend comes around and im like ok maybe life is not that bad. and then its monday again and i want to scream and run away and tear off my skin and jump off a bridge

honestly given my parents whole [gestures vaguely] i am actually incredibly well adjusted

eye contact with someone you find attractive is so ungodly like you have no idea what you've done to me you bastard

Nothing more embarrassing than accidentally using a big word wrong because now I'm simultaneously both stupid and pretentious, the worst combination of all time

can we all agree that pressing foreheads together is an underrated act of affection??

your voice feels like home

hey can you come over and surgically remove this heavy, aching rot from my heart? we can watch a movie afterwards

the workday/weekend ratio is so off. like ethically.