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why does using someone’s name in conversation feel so intimate, like the way a touch feels gentle as someone is fixing ur hair or brushing out a stray strand

someone: *uses my name to address me* me: oh my God, i am a physical entity… …..

one time we were listening to fleetwood mac in the car and my sister who was probably 4 at the time asked, without being prompted, “can girls marry girls?” and THAT is the power of stevie nicks

https://vimeo.com/259562788

this ain’t a scene, it’s a (and i can’t stress this enough) gah deh arh reh

Someone: *asks for advice* Me: just casually destroy your perception of reality and reconstruct it

im what the victorians would call a “vile, ill-tempered and thoroughly wretched little creature”