He's a meat sack. An attractive meat sack.

I VALUE my alone time. Like I deadass love my peace and quiet

Holy shit

Bob Ross painted this

This exactly.

It’s totally okay to say “you know what, this isn’t making me happy” and to walk away from whatever or whoever is keeping you from the happiness you deserve

me walking away from my wedding to the boy who worked on my parents’ farm after my bridesmaids and maid of honor refused to give me $1500 cash each to fund our destination wedding and so I go backpacking for 2 months in South America instead

if the next big fanfic trope isn’t ‘we had a maybe-fake-maybe-not marriage 26 years ago and i just realized that we never bothered to check if it was legally binding’ i’m suing all of you