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the best part about having a job is being able to go through doors other people aren’t allowed to use the worst part is everything else
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tonight’s mood is the deep desire to be held close in a dimly lit room, covered in blankets while rain is softly falling outside
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I don't punch bugs but my boyfriend is 6'7" and 220lbs so I'll call him to get the bugs and he walks in and does his best new york gangster voice (he's British) and goes "is that guy bothering you, toots?" and then puts them in a cup
if men arent like this theyre worthless
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THESE GLASSES HAVE SPECIAL LENSES WHICH TURN LIGHTS INTO HEARTS
edit: for everyone asking they’re called love lenses & they were $20 on lovelenses.com
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oh, i am finally old enough to know why my parents took so long to grab their coats. why they would ask us to get ready to go only to sit down for another round of coffee. what would i tell myself, at 10 years old? it’s okay. sit down with them too. take in the extra hour with your friend and her family. when you get home, write down every moment in your diary. one day you will be older and you will be waving goodbye to your best friend, and you will turn the key to start your beat up little car engine, and you will look back over your shoulder. her hair will be blowing in the wind and she will be beautiful and you will be, for a moment, struck by all of it. what you will feel is so wide and nameless that it will engulf you. and you will think of being 14 and kicking her under the table in math every time you wanted to whisper something behind the teacher’s back. you will think about how long the days felt, and how you could hold her hand whenever you wished, but you didn’t. and you will think about all of the people you could have lingered with. and you will wish, more than you have ever felt a wish, that the universe just gave you that - more time to linger. more time to say - i love you. i know i need to leave, but i don’t want to leave you. and when i go, i am leaving a piece of my heart that lingers too.
one more round of coffee. the days are so short, and you are so lovely.
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following a lot of lesbians means you’ll see a post on your dash 20 times and you’re like fucking god how many notes does this post have and it has like 700
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there are so many things that I want to do. I think I will stay on my phone for 2 more hours
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