imagine your roommate eats the plums you were saving for breakfast and then writes a bitchy little poem talking about how good they were. and then it becomes one of the most famous poems of all time
@gabehudson “And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.”
I still think about it every day
I put out peanuts for the birds every morning and they have started bringing me elastic bands. I don’t speak bird, what could this mean, and do I have to eat the elastic bands now?
If your life was a fantasy :
– zodiac sign [ fantasy role ] ;
– date of birth [ fairy object ] ;
– favorite season [ magical place ] ;
– battery percentage [ magical creature];
Mine:
Idk about y’all but I’m tryna smell like outside all summer. The smell of trees and water and grass and the occasional whiff of weed in the wind is really doing something for my soul.