butt stallion says hello

no offense but i have every right to not trust men 

u know what makes me lowkey sad? when someone says ‘i know it seems silly’ before talking about something they clearly care very deeply about bc u know that means someone gave them shit for caring that much about that thing before which is Fucked Up.

or when they’re like “i know i talk too much, just tell me to shut up when u get tired” n they say it as a joke but u can see that they’re uncomfortable, n i get so sad n i wanna fight whoever made them feel like they’re not worth of being heard.

peaches really are the whole package….sweet, summery, sexy….”i’m doin peachy” means i’m happy….”you’re a peach” means you’re a delight……like really ideal in every way!

sometimes I remember that I’ve had the same blog for my entire tumblr career and that there are backlogs and backlogs of cringey shit from my various regrettable phases just there for anyone to see if they want and I feel as if someone has tred across my grave

indiana jones more like fedora the explorer

whenever anyone mentions that they were talking abt me I get this weird but kind of comforting feeling that I exist to a person outside of our own relationship,, like?? u talked abt me??? u thought of me when I wasn’t there????? i exist to u when I’m not around????!!!!!!?