The Boyfriend Level (derogatory)

this one goes out to all you sickos on tumblr at 10 am on a monday

Tumblr should let us Boop with knives for this upcoming Ides of March celebration

ArM ChOpPiNg iS NOT a LoVe LaNgUaGe

in the year of our lord 2024

It’s not a praise kink I just like attention

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry for me has the same kind of tender mysticism people associate with Vincent Van Gogh

One a writer that draws, and the other a painter that writes; both sharing the ideal of finding joy and love in the little things - joy tainted with melancholy, often, but joy nonetheless - and love. So much of it.

And both men gone too soon.

Vincent's paintings still have an impact on people, as do his letters. Antoine's writing still touches many, as do his doodles.

I can picture The Little Prince in The Wheat Fields

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i always mean it when i say i love you btw

I walk and my legs hurt. I sit down too long and my legs hurts. I lay down too long and my legs hurt. What do these things even want from me

yeah i Know ill probably get a cold if i go out into the rain but come On just let me go out one time give me to the rain the ocean came all this way to give us kisses and youre going to Hide from her????