the good stuff

Got home this evening from errands and realized I've been running around town looking like some kind of survival horror game protagonist.

I'm out here in my jeans and boots and hoodie and old green field jacket, just carrying groceries, but I look like I should be running around and yelling "Mia!!" and/or "Rose!!" a lot.

This came along just as I was bracing myself to leave the house after 5 PM...I will imagine myself as a little bear with a lamp, making the great journey to the Taco Bell down the street....

I have a severe case of wanting to do everything and ending up doing nothing

taylor swift's new album includes the lyric "did you girlboss too close to the sun" and rolling stone gave it a 5/5. post your bad art

the very last second made it, tbh

i am actually insufferable once I get comfortable with someone

What a beautiful thing to be someone a friend feels safe to be vulnerable with

how dare you turn my self-deprecating midnight rambles into a hopecore positive post

Get hoped

Reblog to give the person you reblogged this from a Croissant (🥐).

how did you do that so smoothly? 

thats some broadway musical shit

But seriously, I think I love you.

heck no, i’m callin dibs