ihopeucomehomesoon:
(shrugs) well i have to be brave
heavybend:
my brother started calling our cat “doobie brother” which he then lengthened to “dubious brother” and has since morphed into “brother dubious” like he’s some sort of fucked up little monk
divorcedzukka:
oh and btw the love was there and it changed everything. if u even care
threefates:
the urge to disappear into the forest and become local folklore
peacozy:
I do not respect the grind. Go to bed
bakwaaas:
‘no one wants to see your pictures of the sunset or food’ actually I Do
h0useofw0lves:
does anyone wanna have a crazy unhealthy codependent once in a lifetime romance with me yet
wetdeath:
Edvard Munch, Towards the Forest / Fritz Eichenberg, The Souls of Catherine and Heathcliff Reunited on the Moor
talonabraxas:
A gentle path in the marsh