she was poetry, but he couldn’t read.

making pasta with someone u love

hey, do you wanna come over and watch harry potter with me?

Let women walk home safely man come on

oh my god. most of life really is about the little things. a good haircut, a nice playlist, trying a new recipe that turns out well, a poem that hits home, a comfortable spot in the sun, spontaneous messages, a pen you enjoy writing with, tea with the right temperature to drink, buying that thing you’ve been eyeing for a while, a warm bed. yeah im so grateful for the small joys

being kind and full of love is the whole point btw

My heart busts a nut every time someone tells me they saw something and thought of me