slowly becoming more and more convinced that seeing cameron winter play one of his sad little songs on a piano in the middle of some church might be the only thing that can fix me
virginia woolf's 1931 new years resolutions: “to have none. not to be tied. to be free & kindly with myself. sometimes to read, sometimes not to read. to go out, yes—but stay at home in spite of being asked. as for clothes, i think to buy good ones”
creasing bc this perfectly sums up every comment section under geese videos it’s either “his voice gave me 17 spiritual awakenings and brought my grandma back to life” or “why is he making that noise and why’s everyone lying that it’s good” there is no inbetween
IN THA MIDDLE OF THE NIGHTTTTT SHE CALLS MEEEEEEHHHH AND ALL I KNOW IS PATIENCE AND LOVE FOR YOUWW PULLS ME UP INTO THE SKY WHEN SHE ASKS MEHHH WHAT AM I GONNA DOUUUU WHAT AM I GONNA DOUUUUUUUUU https://t.co/WTkHuPquP8