To be able to sing loudly while taking a hot spa vibes bath at my boyfriend’s house at 11:26 at night. Is one experience I never thought I’d get to have is one thing. But for him to actually enjoy listing to my obnoxious singing is a whole other thing. 🖤
Often (especially as men) we're taught to not say we love our friends. To interact in facts and needs and Twitter dunks, and let love be presumed.
Tell your friends you care about them. You're proud of them. You appreciate them. We only have so much time. It makes life brighter.
Questions I now hate: “How ya doin?” “You doing alright?” “How you holding up?”
My dad just died. How the fuck you think I’m doing. I’m terrible. Empty. Numb and broken. Wtf you expect me to say?
buy physical media.
create physical media.
these corporations are literally deleting their own art to save money on taxes and they will not hesitate to remove your favorite movies/shows/games from existence if it appeases their shareholders.