sometimes i just think of dan and phil living their shitty late teens/early 20s years where they didn’t have any money and they kind of had the worst parts of being prominent online (no privacy, invasive fans, judgement, homophobic slurs thrown at them constantly) but didn’t yet have the money that would later come from it and how many nights they must have spent in that first manchester apartment with the bed pushed into the corner of the room and barely any furniture and how us-against-the-world they must have felt then, in a different way than they do now, and how it’s reality for a lot of people that those growing pains years just kinda suck but dan and phil got to do through the sucky broke struggling what is the future even gonna be scary years together and idk man just fuck i love them
Can we please sit together and create? I want to make you mushroom earrings and weave flower crowns while you make ladybug tattoos on my hands with sketchpens. Let's giggle and play around while sitting on a checkered picnic mat. You can cut up fresh oranges and I will take out a dozen chocolates from my backpack. Oh please, let's sit together and create.
I want to fall in love with life again. Like looking forward to waking up and seeing the sun rising in the sky, tending to my pets after making my bed. Making breakfast again while listening to music, looking forward to what the day has to offer and enjoying the peace. I want to explore what nature has to offer, and go for walks and take in all of the serene beauty. I want to make gifts for the people I care about and give back to the world. And at the end of the day over a nice dinner, I can watch the sun set and see the stars and just know that things will be okay and that I am alright to be here.
in this house we do grandma activities
I just want someone to tell me I haven’t wasted my life and mean it
they look so friendly
How come I was today years old when I learned that eels had a larval stage and it looks like this-
WAT.
I shouldn’t be scared of dying at a desk with a bullet in my brain
living in a two-storey house, spending a lot of time outside, reading sitting on the grass, playing with my cat, and cooking near the big open window
lemonade sounds really nice
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