Every Time I Fumble W My Phone’s Charger Cable I Think About Emailing Steven Moffat A Pipe Bomb

Anyways. Smudged brown eyeliner + lined lips, maroon mascara, and clinique black honey on lips and cheeks is my go to look right now

randomly remembering that u revealed your deepest secret because you were drunk and it was funny at the time

everyone stop making books and movies for 5 years I need to catch up

Enamoured by the concept of biographies of fictitious people. An entire life and existence that never was. Something about it is fascinating to my personal predilections regarding literature.

I hate valentines day

people should appreciate how hard it is committing to a bit that nobody really cares about

google search how to cough up the ball of grief that's been stuck in your stomach since birth

if you’re not into some dumb embarrassing shit you’re not living your truth