dream.

you see kurapika at the gay bar and you try to approach him and you look over at him and you cannot identify whether hes a twink or a lesbian and you try and hit on him and regardless of your guess he throws his drink (vinegar) in your face

ok well im going to build a good future for myself whether i like it or not

fucked up that my mutuals live in other states & countries and i cant just go to their houses and lay on their laps

“i could fix him” “i could make him worse” i could paint his fingernails black

Your fifth most recent emoji is what your soulmate thinks about you

I literally need to go to a museum and look at the how thick the layers of paint are for an hour. I need to look at brushstrokes