The Word Preperations Did Make Me Think Of Wedding Preperations... But Then Again, Him Preparing His

i want to have a porch with a swing and candles and lanterns. there will be hanging plants and there will be lightning bugs. it’ll be late august before i work at a high school in a small town somewhere in the north east. i’ll be happy and listening to the sound of bugs. idk if anyone will be there with me but that’s okay.

reblog if you too, are a formless blob

I have a very strange relationship with cereal. I'll forget it exists for months at a time, then I remember that not only does it exist, it is one of humanity's perfect foods. Then I'll eat like 4 boxes in one day before some eldritch god takes the knowledge from me again. (Probably for my own good.)

Uuuugh I'm so weak for soft tummies

I promise I’m not a demon phannie

what if i just, died you know like full on dropkicked by god but make it gay

i want to go on a date to a farmers market and wear straw hats and carry around wicker baskets 🥺

““I’ve always liked quiet people: You never know if they are dancing in a daydream or if they are carrying the weight of the world.””

— John Green, Looking for Alaska

Everybody shut up I'm sinking into a daydream universe where I'm loved and nothing is wrong

we love only looking at schools in blue states with good lgbt+ ratings aha