"Whimsy" is truly a wretched term. What maketh thee so carefree?

thy mother

Art thou for fucking real

I’m ready to be transformed by the ibuprofen . I’m ready to be born again in its purifying light.

don’t date anyone who doesn’t want to hear your favorite song, watch your favorite movie, read your favorite book

nobody numa numas like they used to

(wistfully) mai-ia-hee... mai-ia- hoo....

In the end, we all just want someone who chooses us. Over everyone else, under any circumstances.

"do you have insta?" i have an address where u can send flowers and love letters

The ancient texts were true… They DO have a reaction image for everything…

hey, can i get a hit of that? (crisp autumn breeze)