admit it, we’ve all fantasised about slow-dancing in the kitchen barefoot in our pyjamas at 2am in the arms of someone we love while old romantic jazz songs play softly on the radio

90% sick 10% adorable

Imo the “bad boy who’s only nice secretly/after you get through his layers” trope in media functions as propaganda designed to get you to second guess yourself and your experiences in order to give bad men a chance. Some things need to be taken at face value and if he treats people like shit he is in fact a bad person even if he’s nice to you sometimes. Stop looking for hidden meaning and depth in his actions. He’s not misunderstood he’s just an asshole and it’s not your job to shovel through the shit to get to the disappointing “good” parts

super cheesy romantic gestures are the fuckin best what the fuck. blowing kisses?? hell yes. fuckin love letters?? even better. drawing hearts?? in the love letters?? im already yours

sorry for constantly oversharing my feelings , they were never acknowledged or listened to during my fundamental years as a child and adolescent