When your hair is wavy/curly sometimes there is a fine line between “messy romantic waves” and “evil witch who lives in the woods.”

Me: *going about my life, accomplishing normal life milestones*

My brain: There are castles for sale. In the European countryside. Buy one. Disappear. Adopt a flock of ravens. Become a local legend.

Hey, do you know that feeling of hitching up a long skirt so you don’t fall on your face when walking upstairs, and then you immediately become a wretched yet resolute Jane Austen character? It’s a universal thing, right?

It’s like resting a laundry basket against your hip and suddenly you’re a long-suffering peasant woman, wondering if you’ll survive the winter.

if i don’t end up running down a palace hallway in a flowing couture dress at least once in my life then whats the point

Get you a girl

Who you can take to Disney World and she gets all excited for the magic

But also gags on your dick in her Minnie Mouse ears back at the resort.

minimalist bedrooms are nice but you’ll never catch my cluttered materialist ass alive

just wanna travel the world and kiss one person a whole heck of a lot.

cant wait until i get cuddled to sleep every night by the love of my life

when you highkey want someone but you tryna be lowkey

Me to my anxiety : can u like calm down these people don’t even think about you Depression : ever Me: that’s not what I meant

adulthood is realizing joey was the sweet guy and ross is a dick

It’s so true. I idolised Ross as a kid and thought Joey was crass. Now?? Everything Ross says makes me cringe and Jesus he’s so self entitled. But Joey?? My baby Joey. Loves sex and sandwiches and is upfront about all of it. I can’t fault him on that.

kinda wanna cuddle and have my hair played with, kinda wanna get pinned down on my bed and make out

#when someone asks me how life’s going

When you’re holding hands with someone and they rub your thumb with their thumb is what I live for