May The Last Few Days Of April Conspire In Your Favor.

when your toxic trait is isolation and avoidance but your love language is physical touch and quality time.

Reblog or your mom will die in 928 seconds.

I love my mom.

I am risking nothing

I AM SORRY FOLLOWERS, I LOVE MY MOMMY

Will not risk.

sorry followers :(

hey, don’t cry. vienna waits for you ok?

he thinks i came over to fuck nah imma play with your cat

how long into meeting a stranger can i ask if theyre mad at me

stop looking at me respectfully and start looking at me like a coyote looks at a fully stocked henhouse

postcards say IM HERE. IM HERE AND I LOVE YOU. IN THIS SPACE AND TIME AND WHEREVER AND WHENEVER YOU ARE. THERE IS A SPACE BETWEEN THOSE SPACES THAT CONNECTS US AND ITS FULL OF LOVE. I’LL MEET YOU THERE.