tumblr is basically my grimoire at this point

when you leave tea brewing for too long and it becomes evil

Strolling aimlessly in a bookshop is self care

Would a neurotypical god create that many beetles

eventually you realize you don’t want to die. you just don’t want to live the life you’re living. and slowly you try to create a life you want to live. just gotta start there.

Ah, your ancestors were the ones who kept the night watch around the campfire

I’m sorry but this is genuinely the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me.

You deserve people in your life who think you are a big deal. No competition, no backhanded comments, no jealously, no comparison, no hate just simply “I love you and there is nobody like you and there will only ever be one of you” type energy

You wake up every morning to fight the same demons that left you so tired the night before and that my love is bravery.

really starting to undestand old people these days. i love laetters. love packages. terrified of my email inbox