The Epitome Of Bullshit? The Fact That I (neither Legally, But Most Importantly Physically) Cannot Leap

big thanks and mad cred to julien baker, phoebe bridgers, and lucy dacus for blessing us with the supergroup we didn’t deserve and making me feel less alone in my room at 2 am, putting words to things i felt but didnt know how to say, and giving me something to be excited about

In music guitar is bones bass is the meat drums r the heart

There’s this girl at my school and she’s really nice and I remember sometime last year at one point she would carry a clicker around and click it everytime she had a happy thought/something good happened/she laughed etc. It was always kind of cute how you’d just hear the little click every once in a while throughout class it always made me smile knowing that it was bc something made her feel happy idk

Some of you have never taken the ‘Am I Gay’ quiz at 13, deliberately chosen the obviously straight answers, and gone to bed content in your clearly authentic, airtight heterosexuality and it shows

From this day forward, I vow to have at least one of my characters in any given project wear Crocs for some duration of the story.

And there is nothing you can do to stop me.

current mood: over caffeinated, dancing to nytw la vie boheme and singing into my hairbrush.

i relate to this on a spiritual level.

i hate going to places like i just wanna like have a hannah montana transition like ooooooh oooh woah woah YEAH..then im there

Some of yall have never laid on the floor and listened through the entirety of Sports by Modern Baseball while crying and it shows