I want to get in a big comfy bed filled with blankets and pillows in a nice cold room (the cave) with the lost boys and just CUDDLE and SLEEP! I want to have attention from all directions and just be sleepily loved on by them. But like, especially Paul. 🥰🩸

hey so…captain smoker in opla…uh…suffocate me with your tiddies? biceps? good lord almighty.

hey, I have a big crush on Valentino from Hazbin Hotel- what’s wrong with me? Thanks!

I went to the movie theater tonight to watch Sing Street, and I cried. Cried because my pottery teacher told me about this movie when I was fifteen and I watched it then on my iPod with my headphones in while I locked myself away in my bedroom. My entire world shifted on it’s axis. It was like I had never seen a good movie in my life, and in that moment I had never felt more inspired. Throughout the last nearly ten years, Sing Street has been one of my guiding lights. That those kids chased their dream- and that I should too. Watching it in a theater for the first time was surreal, and incredibly special to me. I’m so thankful for this movie and everything it has done for me. Here’s to chasing more dreams. ❤️

I know it’s stupid to get emotional over technology, believe me I do- but I’ve had this lavender iPhone 11 since I was 17 years old. SEVENTEEN. I’m turning 24 this year, and I can’t help but think of all the things this phone has seen me through. From leaving the country on my own just weeks after turning 18 and having never been on a plane before, to swiftly dropping it in a toilet while overseas. It’s seen break ups, new relationships, friends come and go. My whole young adulthood was here in some way or another. I didn’t so much as get a scrape on the screen. But it’s been slowing down as technology does after some time, and I dropped it tonight- the top half of the screen cracking. I will miss this stupid pastel colored piece of technology.