The High Five, I LITERALLY CAN'T 😭😭

andrew’s peter constantly fumbling over his words and talking down on himself and saying goodbye to toby’s peter with a peace sign like omg he’s so bi he’s just like me fr

Taylor's idea of easter egg is very bold and obvious but us swifties be doing quantum physics to try and reach number 13

no offense but all the pictures of the eclipse i've seen today are really boring here are the ones my astrophotographer boyfriend took

11/19/21

edit: his instagram is misinputs !!

edit again: he made a tumblr! @misinputs

“YOUR KISS MY CHEEK I WATCHED YOU LEAVE YOUR SMILE MY GHOST I FELL TO MY KNEEESSS WHEN YOURE YOUNG YOU JUST RUN BUT YOU COME BACK TO WHAT YOU NEEEEEEEEEEEeeEEEeeDDD”

bestfriends

“you’re asking me for advice?” he questioned, completely puzzled.

“it’s not like i’m going to take it, i just want to hear it,” she smirked causing him to playfully punch her on the shoulder.

“so what problem can i solve for you today?”

“do you think i should do it?” she asked.

“i mean do you think i should say yes?”

“honestly, that’s up to you. you’re the best judge of whether you want this or not.” he replied staring at the array of shades of orange which had occupied the sky.

“i know but do you think i should do it?”

“honestly, that’s up to you. you’re the best—“

“i’m serious,” she said sternly, slightly kicking him in the leg.

“look,” he said, turning himself to face her completely. “this is a decision that you have to make. i cannot give you my opinion on it because it effects you more than anyone. yes its a tough decision but you should know that i’m going to be here supporting you every step of the way. okay? i’m your bestfriend no matter what life throws at us.”

they sit their in silence, hand in hand, staring at the day bleeding into the nightfall, a dozen thoughts swirling in the back of their heads, a cool breeze fluttering against their hair.

“we’re going to be okay right? our family? everyone here? it’s going to be okay?” she finally said.

“sure we are,” he replied but his eyes mirrored her own uncertainty.

A Dark Grey Cloud

On the floor

Cigarette in hand

Mind distraught focusing on the door

Wind clapping against her auburn hair

No one could see her do this

She exhaled

Eyes mirroring a dark grey cloud

She knew she wasn't making them proud

Hands clutching to the packet as if it somehow held the solution to all her problems

Mind slowly going numb

The burden of the world slowly uplifting itself from her shoulders

Stress

The birds are singing

Anxiety

It will all work out

Depression

It's a beautiful day, isn't it?

She exhaled

A silent tear sneaking down her cheek

She couldn't stand being considered weak

A subtle knock on the door

She looked back towards the mirror on the wall

Eyelids slowly closing

Mind gone still

Gazing upon her reflection

Reflecting on all the unintentional hurt words from the past

Wandering until she reaches restricted territory

People always said they looked alike

Same passions

Same style

Same mannerisms

Like mother like daughter

That is how the saying goes right?

Mind frozen  

An image of baking a mother’s day cake

Heart twisting until it threatens to break

Nobody said losing her would be easy

But nobody said it would be this hard either