Wow I Love October So Much I Love Halloween And Spooky Month So Much I Love It I Love It So Much That

hyperfixation sucks I think just a little too hard about a guy who isn't even real and I could start crying any second

sometimes i wish the gay people in my phone were gay people in my house. where i could give them snacks and blankets and hear the sound of their laughter

a big cheers to everyone who has been showing up for themselves even though obstacles in life were trying to hold you down, showing up in moments where you were contemplating if anything was even worth it anymore, showing up on the verge of a mental breakdown without anyone knowing just how close you are to loosing your marbles, showing up tired, showing up sad, showing up feeling not that well physically…i am so proud of you. discipline can be very hard but you made it anyway, and even if you are not there yet but you are trying i believe in you and i hope you do too.

lets have have a sleepover and eat cake and try to light candles without burning our fingers and giggle at stupid things and read our favorite poems to each other and have a pillow fight and roll around and wear each other's pajamas and cuddle on the couch and cover ourselves in blankets and make out like we have all the time in the world~

i get it when people complain about learning english. like why does ambiguous look like that? why is necessary the way it is?? and dont get me started on definently

deffinently

DEFINITELY

mitski is like if a goddess of the hearth went out of business in the 60s and used that as an excuse to disappear of to a tibetan monastery for a good twenty years then worked at a record shop for a year and then had to be a stripper for some time, which really got her down but it led to her to really see the world beyond the rose-colored glasses of the warmth and protection the hearth/home provides. this led her to eventually realize she could start singing and screaming her feelings of lost influence and what the world has done to traditional values, not in a way of hatred, but in a way of contemplation and studying

forever owe my entire heart and soul to those artists that just intrinsically get it

yknow thinking climate change isn't real in today's society, where we have science to prove it, is really disrespectful to the millions of people died in the thirteenth century and onwards thanks to the Little Ice Age

childhood friends are like open wounds