I hate when I crave and want and desire like girl if you don’t shut the fuck up and stare at the wall

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 little enjoyments

“this female character was such a bitch” don’t care + didn’t ask + i’m holding her hand right now and you’re not

most heartwarming thing these days is not having to play music when im on my walk because literally in every corner there’s rustling leaves! singing birds! joyful kids running around! people chatting and laughing! it’s become my favorite song i love spring <3