A Dreamer's Perspective

(three decades into my life) sorry I wasn’t paying attention, can we start again?

Fanfiction is insane. You can write porn so good you make friends.

not to flirt or anything, but i’d educate myself on your interests just so we could talk about them.

One of my many love languages..

Something intimate in someone paying attention to small details

the bus is never going to come because im a bad person

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brought nothing to the gun fight. whatever man

get in loser we’re gonna try again despite it all

The older i get the more i understand why some people become obsessed with privacy, not because they’re hiding something, but because being constantly perceived starts to feel spiritually exhausting.

I have so much love and respect for women who are honest about their own loneliness but also find the good in it like when audrey hepburn said “I have to be alone very often. I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That’s how I refuel” and when charlotte bronte said “I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself” and when jenny slate said “I think I’ve come to terms with the fact that there will always be a ribbon of loneliness running through who I am. But that’s why I want to do comedy, and why I want to connect with people. You can use that ribbon to be a part of a finer tapestry, or you can choke yourself out with it! Your choice!” and when mary oliver said “whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh & exciting - over & over announcing your place in the family of things”