it feels good to know that some people kiss for the first time today, some people finally get their dream job, some people finish reading their favorite book, some people get over someone, some people win against their disorder, some people have a baby, some people go on vacation, some people reunite, some people find a new favorite song, some people sleep next to each other, some people live today, some people survive today.
me when i was 12: ‘power of friendship’ stories are so lame and cliche like who cares its just a dumb plot device it’d never work :/
me now: My Love For My Friends Could Topple Cities. It Could Fell Empires. It Could Kill the Gods Themselves But It Won’t Because Then We’d Have Nowhere To Hang Out
man: has anyone ever told you you’re beautiful?
me: oh no sir, today is my first day out of doors and papà forbade mirrors in the house lest we fall victim to vanity
“i’m sad i wasn’t born in the era of -” bitch do it! if you like love letters, write them! if you like poodle skirts, wear them! society is imploding as we watch on in abject horror! do whatever you want!