Tobin Heath's Secret Lover

I always am about to go to sleep at a beautiful 11pm and then something happens to me

Hey (with the intention of cutting up and sugaring strawberries to share with you)

going insane over the prospect of casual intimacy. like taking a bath together and sitting in between their legs while they wash your hair, press soft kisses to your cheek, neck and shoulders. just leaning your head back into the crook of their neck and relaxing as they hold you and trace lines across your skin.

all killing eve stans do is listen to unloved, rewatch the bus scene, cry about the s3 finale, eat hot chip and lie

mentally i am living in a cabin in the middle of nowhere in the woods of oregon and it’s foggy and i am wearing a big sweater and baking banana bread

Sandra Oh is so beautiful I literally do not understand