the second they ban a book, you read it

God forbid I just want to collect all the books that I possibly can, move into a mossy cottage in the darkest part of the woods, and make a lil home there amongst the animals and nature.

Look at my cat my cat is amazing

me and the fuckass degree I begged for that i adore but sometimes find extremely exhausting

compliments from men are cool. compliments from women make me want to get my life in order, volunteer in the community, read a book, tell my family i love them, pick up a hobby, save an animal

people are a lot like snow globes. quietly collecting dust, feeling lonesome on a shelf until someone comes along and shakes them up.

this honestly reminds me so much of early twitter before everything got overcrowded and loaded with ads omg it’s so nice to actually talk to my mutuals and see them on the timeline again

to everyone who has followed me back: tysm i love you and be safe 😭💕💕

Asking the guy in a dimly lit bar if he knows anyone who can give a back alley vaccine

"...there is a chasm there, between the ways we talk about death in the abstract, and the ways we live inside actual death and grief. We’ve got to start talking about grief in the face of deaths that are not beautiful." www.orderofthegooddeath.com/article/deat...