If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet
people that play the victim when theyve been absolutely horrible to others make me sooo mad
what if with our first clot of air when we are born we inhale a soul, and every time we breathe out, we squeeze a tiny part of our souls out. would our final breath actually be the very last soul fragment leaving our bodies?
Woah woah wait
you know those things that say “you become like the 5 people you hang out with the most”
that would explain why, because you would actually be inhaling little parts of them over time
Oh my god
please stop being cute it makes my heart sad because i can’t nap with you
in 7 years its going to be the 20s again so we can bring back swing music and the aesthetics of that era but keep modern values who’s with me
carry-on-my-consulting-tardis:
“What house?”
“Montague!”
“whAT HOUSE?”
“MONTAGUE”
“WHAT HOUSE?????”
“MONTAGUE!!”
“MONTAGUES! GETCHA HEAD IN THE GAME!”
The fact that someone else thinks he looks like Zac Efron makes me so happy.
cute nicknames for your significant other:
- old sport
- old sport
- old sport
- old sport
- old sport
- old sport
- old sport
a true great gatsby gesture of love
