Starbucks on 93 and B'way. Uptight Queen barrista named JAY has an attitude problem.

Handwritten love letters are incredibly chic

my heart is so full of you

The feminine urge to roast vegetables and make fresh bread and baked goods whenever the weather is cool and rainy

I’ve decided this fall I want to read lots of history books and bake a lot. I think I’ll also get really into old warships

Well hello old friend

Just killed the biggest centipede I’ve ever seen someone come hold me

She was known for her extreme secrecy

Get in loser we’re driving on backroads and picking flowers and acquiring trinkets from antique shops hidden in small towns

But your honor it was a full moon

Have you yearned yet today, anon?

When one anon you follow changes their profile picture to that of another anon you follow with very different vibes… stop right there

Need to be making out with the love of my life on a park bench while the falling leaves dance around us immediately

In my I Love Yogurt era

Playing outside today

Headphones all the way up in public so he knows I can handle a little pain

Judging a person by whether or not I’d like to sit on Adirondack chairs overlooking the water and discussing life with them

The negative societal reaction to public shaming as of lately has me hoping that true romantics will flourish again in the coming years, expressing yourself without the fear of widescale mockery is so important and beautiful

So how does one get back into church after not being involved in organized religion since childhood? Do I just start going? Are they going to quiz me?

Beauty in the little things