Hardcovers for aesthetics.
Paperbacks to read.
Ebooks to travel.
The holy trinity of book lovers.
does anyone else have this other self they’ve created in their mind that is not really exactly you irl but is more like what you want to be and has a life that continues in your head with like weird continuing daydreams but they’re not perfect or anything and wow i forget where i was going with this
i have a special folder for photos of small dogs snoozing on large sleeping places
i never want to get married and have kids i want to be 40 and a highly successful director and show up to my high school reunion dressed entirely in yves saint laurent with blood red lipstick and louboutin heels that could penetrate a man’s soft flesh in the current year’s bmw convertible and wear chanel sunglasses the entire time even while indoors so i don’t have to hold eye contact with the little people
shakespeare’s characters are more or less equally divided between “DO IT FOR THE VINE” and “YOU HAD ONE JOB”
someone save this child
does that guy have a tattoo of himself on his arm
Fucking love those classic bottles they sell especially when they say easy open and that it’s a possible twist top
I FREAKING DOUT ITS A TWIST TOP LIKE I WAS USING A BOTTLE OPENER AND I STILL HAVE A CHUNK OF FINGER MISSING LIKE GONNA HAVE TO CHANGE THIS BANDAID AND I HAD IT UNDER A DAMN TAP AND POLY BUT NO WONT STOP BLEEDING