The completely ordinary.

okay I think I’ve finally figured out my ideal living situation. I want to be in a subterranean base but SPECIFICALLY I want it to be a subterranean base with a late 1990s children’s entertainment aesthetic. I want people to step into my house and go “did I just wander onto the set of the Weird Al Show (1997-1998).” I want contraptions in there like it’s fuckin’ JumpStart 3rd Grade Adventures. I need a house that satisfies both my increasingly powerful nostalgia and my desire to be a supervillain devising wicked schemes against those that walk in sunlight. you understand

our bodies could be skin on skin and i’d still pull you closer.

wanna take her out to get coffee or boba or something simple like that, i want to pay for everything and make her happy and take her mind off life

just imagine… us sitting in front of the tv. cuddling under the blankets. our legs in a tangled mess while you hold me close. watching probably one of the worst movies, but we don’t care cause at least were together.

Love is just playing with someone's hair mindlessly, holding each other hands, texting each other when you reach at home, saying this reminds me of you, saying I make these for you, staring at the moon together, we will figure this out together.

Sometimes being gay just means eating pancakes at midnight and listening to break up songs while crying over a relationship that literally never even happened

Let’s make hot chocolate and sit under a giant blanket on a couch in front of a large window to watch the snow as it falls. We can cuddle up and fall asleep cuddled together with soft music playing in the background

I love when women

i have no game when it comes to flirting, i just say raw unfiltered unhinged thoughts and hope something sticks

If were dating that means I want all of you, ur clinginess, ur attitude, good morning and goodnight texts, I want u on the days we don't talk much. I'll never get used to you, I want u every day