Self Care LMAO.

No matter what else happens, there's always crying on top of your F/O's tits.

The intimacy of staring at each other while everyone else is talking

everyone self-ship HARDER!!!!!!

Being into a bunch of scoundrels with weird interpersonal dynamics and then finding yourself getting really invested in a good guy with acute romantic potential will have you saying shit like "my autumn rose" on the second ramble

It's not my fault he looks like the physical embodiment of a rainy autumn and has skin with a rosy blush undertone. It's not my fault he's like a lighthouse in the East Coast mist. It's not my fault he's got the cheekbones of a model and eyes like— I'm getting carried away

happy Wednesday sweetie pees ily

f/o who finds themselves unconsciously fiddling with their wedding band just days after you get married because it's still hard to believe that they have the right to be your lawfully wedded partner and need to remind themselves it's real

hey. take a moment and think about Your Guy scrunching his nose when he laughs

Making "oog. Waugh. 🥺" kinds of noises after being reminded of a very basic fact about blorbo I already knew