chaos swallowed up in love

[shaking my phone violently] everyone wake up it’s time to play blogs >:(

I think one of the gentlest things in the world is when a friend just gets your weird little brain. like you say half a sentence and they finish it. you reference something incredibly niche from seven years ago and they’re already nodding. they understand your strange vocabulary for emotions that don’t have real words yet. it’s being seen and known and still loved. maybe especially because you’re known. god. what a gift.

Dude last night was a one note post

good morning to the beaten and the damned only

Aaaaaaaaand You're banished from my realm

I think that if I unsubscribe I should stop getting the emails

Many relationships would be a lot healthier if we romanticized honest, open and direct communication instead of idealizing the idea of a partner who's intuitively in tune with your every need. You don't need someone who can read your mind, you just need someone who's willing to listen when you speak.