what happened here

oh to be a little frog hiding under a mushroom in the rain.

Grandmas were so right about puzzles and knitting and crocheting and solitaire and reading slow and slippers and baking and watching deer in the backyard send post

everyone who reads this post will get some big spicy joy within 24 large minutes (hours)

So I know this is likely a coincidence…but I reblogged this and just now discovered I’ve been given a $150 amazon gift card as a bonus at work. So thank you, fish!

If it worked for them I hope it works for everyone else

Some big spicy joy pls

SOME BIG SPICY JOY PLEASE

you do not have to worry about any endgame spoilers on this blog!! i will not be seeing endgame!!! instead, i will be preparing to defeat the russo brothers in gladiatorial combat

why does it seem like no matter where you go on a college campus there is always a straight couple with a solid 10-14 inch height difference clinging to each other like one of them is an orphan being sent to the english countryside during ww2 and they’re not sure if they’ll ever see each other again standing in the middle of wherever you’re trying to walk 

lms if you are GAY and your relationship to GOD is far too complex to be categorized by a dichotomy of BELIEF and DISBELIEF

i’m too soft of a bitch to have lived when love letters were common practice. i’d get One and go lay down by a river and my friends would be like “what’s wrong?” and i’d be like “my friends, i’ve fallen ill”