i am officially done mourning the life I thought I would be living by now . things work out when they are *supposed* to / when God thinks you are ready ❤️
when vampire weekend was like “who gives a fuck about the oxford comma” it’s just like… well, me! and frankly you should, too. if you’re not using oxford commas you’re messy and you’re chaotic and I don’t trust you
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I've been on my knees change the prophecy COZ I'M A SINGERRRRR and you just watched it happen OH HE LOOKS SO CUTEEE were you sent by someone who wanted me dead YOU motherFUCKer
this year keeps showing me why delay is never denial and why rejection is really just redirection. everything truly has its own time and i’m glad once again that i didn’t end up with the things i thought i wanted last year because the things i have right now surpass that.
I like being an adult but tbh my one gripe is the Dishes. oh, the dishes. I am always doing dishes. when this world ends and our sun is nothing but a shriveled, dead star, when the mountains crumble to dust and the oceans dry, there I will stand. doing the dishes.