I want to talk to you but my face
My parents didnt let me watch winnie the pooh as a kid because he didnt wear pants
i never realized how annoying straight boys are until i wasn’t one
ambedo n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life
the thrilling saga by fun. and the black keys
Beauty of the Universe
if you catch me on the street listening to my ipod and i do a swift head turn i’m probably in the middle of filming my imaginary music video. do not disturb.
I have found my people.
who else like closes their eyes during a buildup and then pops them open when the chorus or w/e starts as if like the video’s starting or there’s a swift transition like nope i dont have a weird tic i’m just making a music video
youre all my soulmates