Started Listening To The Sundays And Im Feeling Like A Whimsy Fairy In My Whimsy Garden With My Whimsy

whenever I see this jenna and alexa photo...

I had to visually show y'all what's playing in my head every time I see it—

#like watching the mona lisa get painted

Passing the blunt but I keep flipping it away from their fingers and slipping them empty filters like a Turkish ice cream vendor

femme that takes forever to get ready x butch that adoringly watches <3

something something, in a no plane crash universe, mari and nat getting to be soft gfs, mari getting teased for being an absolute simp for nat, nat being so observant of mari and her moods, bringing her a blue raspberry slushy whenever she’s having a bad day. nat being completely wrapped up in mari’s yellow hoodie, refusing to give it back, nat giving mari her leather jacket when she’s cold at a party. i just need fics of these two being cute together i don’t give a shit if it’s a crackship

don't worry guys i've been working hard on the case and i've solved the polycule dynamics

pretty girls head between my thighs while i whimper their name when????? 😳

mari’s death was the death of the community they built. Just like laura lee’s was death of faith and javi’s death of innocence.

Marinat truly does be serving "petty hater lowkey idiot mean girl who is actually an empathetic and caring person deep down" x "rebellious and misunderstood outsider with a heart of gold" realness I think they should kiss.

Woke up with a visceral need to be holding a pretty girl while she puts little sleepy kisses on my neck