Some women want a relationship.
Some women want a starship.
Some women want both.
According to the Internet, this is what Europeans think breakfast in America is like.
this is exactly what breakfast in america is like
having a friendship with me is like nurturing a tiny baby seed
you have to be patient and give it lots of water and not get upset if it doesn’t grow right away because it takes a while…..
and then it sprouts and you can tell hey because i talk a little more and maybe start conversations
and then you water it more
and then suddenly it blooms and you realize it’s A WEED YOU DON’T WANT THIS IN YOUR GARDEN BUT IT’S TOO LATE IT NEVER STOPS IT NEVER SHUTS UP
Do you ever see something someone posted, and you’re just like NO YOU ARE WRONG but you think to yourself, “This isn’t the hill I want to die on” so you have to let it go?
it’s like all of my wildly different friends with wildly disparate interests are on a magical sebastian stan journey together i just want to remember this time and hold it in my heart forever peace be unto you
we are the last generation whose baby photos weren’t taken on phones
thank fucking christ
i don’t want my naked baby butt sharable with a push of a button