Thinking about how my mom tried to “seduce” my dad when they were in college together by sneaking oranges into his backpack, because she grew up food insecure and feeding someone/sharing food was a big deal with her upbringing with a lot of emotional meaning–
and meanwhile my poor dad is just convinced that he’s been haunted by some citrus poltergeist because why the fuck are there always oranges in his bag he swears he did not put there???
"nobody is judging you" wrong, my mother is seemingly always judging every single stranger she sees
Here's some more for you lovely people
"damn I'm crying over an insect" "why am I having such strong feelings over how the sky looks" "it's weird how happy this small thing made me feel" THAT'S BECAUSE YOU LIVE HERE!!!! you live on this earth. everything all the time is an experience, no matter how common or mundane. this world is unique. so are its small moments. it is good to enjoy a tiny thing. you love the world even at its smallest scale.
Idk if anyone's said this but
RIP to the guy in the back. He's not even fazed anymore.
god i hate love triangles
“you’re the heart mike” mike literally has the personality of a wet cheeto
If you know the movie Encanto you are ether in love with
Buff goddess
Shape-shifting pretty boy
OR
Scrawny rat man who everyone don't talk about
let’s pretend he’s like five and Bruno just left
i forgot i had this. hello all