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There’s something healing about creating a home you genuinely love being in.

people are soooo mean to the color yellow and it hurts my heart like u mean the color of the sun!?!? daffodils and buttercups and dandelions!? canary feathers and fresh butter and the warm glow of light and the trees in autumn???? for shame. joyless.

being an adult is always like i have to go to the store i have to go to the store i have to go to the store

sleepless nights, endless thoughts

yearning and yearning and yearning and

Don’t be fooled by my posts, you know nothing about me.

cats will be like please i need you to watch me wiggle around on this carpet please hey look look please look at me i’m wiggling

do you think of me when the night gets quiet?

actually.. do you think of me in a crowded place? do you think of me in between busy meetings? do you think of me while rushing for something? in loud moments, am i on your mind?

the concept of intertwining your soul with somebody else

I hate lustful men like do u even know i add cardamom to my tea