my aesthetic is the kid on the playground who tells all the other kids that ring around the rosie is about the black plague
presence of what, again and again, was not said.
To translate it and have it remain unsaid.
To know at last that nothing is more real than nothing.❞
don’t buy that “love is a serious word” crap. love freely and carelessly. love yourself. love that lady bird that just flew past. love that cutie that served you lunch at a cafe that you’ll probably never see again. love every single cat you see and when you stop loving someone or something, don’t fight it.
The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
hey sorry im late i didnt want to come
tall people: if we are walking together please take into consideration my tiny legs. i cant keep up with you. please think of my tiny legs i dont want to be jogging to keep up with your leisurely stroll you TITANS
you never know when the desire to draw Luna Lovegood is gonna hit you… but it’s useless to fight it.