you are lovely

Pride month is almost done and I am still yet to be kissed by a cute girl um can I speak with the manager

she’s distant! she’s incoherent! she’s sensitive! she uses escapism as a coping mechanism! she’s me!!!

Date a cutie who calls you both dude and babe

Imagine the raw energy of Depression vs. Anxiety that would happen if Bo Burnham and John Mulaney did a show together

she killed him with a fuckin look

The I, Robot sequel looks lit.

Spirited Away isn’t a movie it’s an emotion

sometimes you just wake up wanting to kiss a girl reblog if you agree

i wanna b fukin kissed o my god

whenever anyone mentions that they were talking abt me I get this weird but kind of comforting feeling that I exist to a person outside of our own relationship,, like?? u talked abt me??? u thought of me when I wasn’t there????? i exist to u when I’m not around????!!!!!!?

people who don’t talk in the tags? lawful evil

if ur blog is just an endless stream of posts with absolutely no commentary I’m fucking terrified of you tbh

i was in a thrift shop the other day and they were playing the most unsettling variations of normal christmas music, culminating in this rendition of the 12 days of christmas except it was like 12 guys all singing over each other and going “no!” and interrupting the lyrics with random other phrases until they deadass just started singing 5 golden rings to toto’s africa. can anyone confirm that this is a real song and not that i stroked so hard i astral projected into a universe where everything is somehow worse than it is here