poète maudit

Best words to describe me: life avoidant

being on tumblr is just cozy... you know what i mean? instagram and twitter is all flashy and loud but tumblr is as cozy as my bedroom with scented candles on a cold November night

Being mutuals isn't enough, we need to get wine drunk together

can someone fucking linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. can someone fucking forget their scarf in my life & come back later for it. please

so much love for characters who are desperately unsure whether they’re a good person, a redeemable person, a person worth saving, but are absolutely certain that they’re a grade a hottie

and you can’t blame me for saying some odd shit bc i haven’t become accustomed to mimicking your speech patterns yet. that’s not my problem

dude you look forsaken as fuck right now