howdy!

old people are always like “you guys want everything to be easy” yessss queen exactly……

baking with my mama

“We hope this email finds you well” babe, the only emails I hope find me well are the ones from Archive of Our Own

i have these crazy moments when my body and soul sync with the present and im like whoa its me then they drift apart again for another 2 years

at the start of every month everyone reblogs some insane poetry that’s like “august has arrived and again I swallow my bones in the burning sun” and every time I’m like damn that makes no sense. but kind of true.

gay person struggle is seeing an abandoned house and having to decide whether to say ethel cain or resident evil 7