the “text me when you get home so i know you’re safe” kind of people are the kind of people i wanna be around
wanna make a secret handshake it involves us touching our mouths together for three hours
ok apparently if a duckling imprints on a human and doesn’t meet other ducklings he ends up believing he’s a human too. that’s unbelievable. what if im just a duckling with an overactive imagination. what if im just a sleeping duckling and this is all a dream
maybe we’re all ducklings
You give me a boner.
Not a penis boner—
but a boner in my heart.
A heart on, an affection erection.
me when buying something over $10: do i need this? do i need any material objects? will this matter when i face the great abyss?