give me a tote bag so ridiculously large that when i��m looking for something and say “one second,” i climb inside it and you just hear echoes and stairs like it’s an apartment building in there.
when i was on tumblr (not “2016 tumblr or whatever that is. i’m talking 2010 tumblr. only real divas get it) i formed a bond with this gay boy in kentucky and i think about him often. we bonded over skins & fashion. he understood me. i hope he’s thriving