Just a series of blurs...

an endless list of that can’t-eat, can’t-sleep, reach-for-the-stars, over-the-fence, world series kind of stuffmovies

“When I buy a new book, I read the last page first. That way, in case I die before I finish, I know how it ends. That, my friend, is a dark side.”

no fake friends, just real friends (the only ones who’ll come out to your godforsaken lighthouse to hang)

lots of stairs so u dont need a gym membership

when u look out the window and sigh mournfully it’s Cinematic Depression not just regular depression

minimum requirements: 1 large dog, 17 cable-knit sweaters, 1 mysterious but tragic past, 2 pair fingerless wool gloves

increased likelihood of mermaid encounters

effortless windswept look, complemented by soft lantern glow