Everytime I Dress Up My Family Be Like “you Aren’t Going To A Fashion Show” Bitch Yes I Am Tf

rewatching, rereading, or reliving your comfort series and then finishing it is the worst feeling. you start off alright, happy to be back. it feels as if you’re coming home, but by the time you end it, it’s like you’re leaving home. it feels so completely wrong but you cannot change the fact that the story is nearing the end. it creates an ache in your chest, you automatically miss it and wish to go back.

Have you ever felt the urge to avoid reading emotionally depressing, vulnerable books, or a tragedy where everything just ends into chaos.

But unfortunately, that's the genre you fancy!

You ever randomly think of your favourite fictional couple and end up sobbing your eyes out because you know you’ll never love and be loved like that? Yeah

I wish someone had told me that love isn’t torture. Because I thought love was this thing that was supposed to tear you in two and leave you heartbroken and make your heart race in the worst way. I thought love was bombs and tears and blood. I did not know that it was supposed to make you lighter, not heavier. I didn’t know it was supposed to take only the kind of work that makes you softer. I thought love was war. I didn’t know it was supposed to…I didn’t know it was supposed to be peace. And you know what? Even if I did know that, I don’t know that I would’ve been ready to welcome it or value it .

Daisy Jones & The Six

Well well well, if it isn't the if i'm not the good grades child anymore then who tf am i Time of the year 😌

“Ur so chill” thanks i gave up

The bubbling desire to create something at 3 am is so lovable

lord give me the strength to finish the books i’ve already bought instead of buying new ones every time i see a sale on barnes and noble dot com