Nervously, I pull from the tarot deck. It's the Nine of Clocks. My fate is revealed to me: It's my bedtime, and I gotta go to sleeps

i am a lover. but underneath that i'm a hater. and then underneath that i'm a lover again

I like how sleeping next to someone means more than sex sometimes; the body's way of saying I trust you to be by my side at my most vulnerable time, you have no defenses when you are asleep, you tell no lies.

I want Taylor Swift to release 1989 TV by creating a new tumblr page as a fake new Taylor Swift fan. She follows a bunch of people and makes self deprecating jokes and asks dumb questions like what’s the A in Taylor A Swift? And why do people joke about Starbucks lovers? Her profile picture is the photo of Becky. After a while she makes all these weird predictions about 1989 TV and over months they come true. And then people start catching on. And someone comments on her post and says it’s Taylor. And she responds no it’s Becky but 1989 TV is being released Nov 3 2023. And then the real Taylor Swift tumblr likes that post.

Your cat or dog might have a indistinguishable bark or meow that represents what they have named you

I miss you blockbuster I miss you cds I miss you little buttons that played song previews in walmart I miss you vhs tapes I miss you blocky tv with rabbit ears that only had 10 channels I miss you scratched dvds from the library I miss you envelopes of developed photos from a film camera I miss you flip phones covered in stickers I miss you physical media

Meeting you helped me to meet me