i am a forehead kiss hoe…. give me all the forehead kisses in the world. come on. i’m ready.
“Maybe sometimes, we are the ones breaking our own hearts. We walk into a situation, get attached to someone all by choice. And then we let them break our hearts, because we’re the ones who gave them the opportunity to.”— tuesday night thoughts (via nakedly)
me, going to my therapist in 2022: i don’t know… I’ve been feeling kind of, you know, unhealthily narcissistic lately, and my manic and depressive streaks have been manifesting themselves as alcoholism a majority of the time. :/
therapist: hm. in my professional opinion, i’m going to diagnose you with Tony Stark kin. If the depression ramps up further, come in next week so we can see about getting you a Sans kin diagnosis.
this post grabbed me by my left leg and swung me like a baseball bat into a wall and I now have 2 weeks to live
who else is taking a big sip of
My Significant Other Is Amazing And Im So Lucky to Have Them In My Life juice on this fine tuesday
if ur gonna date me u gotta be comfortable with a lot of casual silence bc i just never fucking talk
I swing wildly between never shutting the hell up and turning into a stump