nobody: me looking at how pretty the moon is

a love language.

me buying stuff just to feel something for a second:

me trying to vent: idk like it’s idk bro idk

i get high and be like live laugh love is so fucken real omg

Me catching myself saying "now I need something sweet " after I eat🤣

"whats your dream job?" ummm...princess

i think i have what phoebe bridgers calls emotional motion sickness

i physically cannot make a spotify playlist without adding every song i’ve ever liked. i’ll start one called “sad :(” and it’ll end up with temperature by sean paul on it

how it feels sleeping without alarm and without plans

when the song you love more than yourself reaches tiktok

my toxic trait: i'll wake up on time, but lay in bed until i'm late

what my back needs

respectfully, no one’s coming to save you. you’re going to have to do that part yourself.

happy international women’s day to anyone i’ve met in a bar bathroom. you are all my sisters now

r u cool with me coming over and shedding half my hair all over ur floor

tulips

when i press shuffle and the song i was thinking about starts playing: