I don’t get these posts that go like “part of me wants to be a hot girl at the bar and the other part of me wants to read and sip tea in a bookstore”
like you can wear red lipstick and a leather jacket and sip tea and dance in the rain and go to the gym and curl up in bed and get turnt the fuck up and go to church
you can literally have it all sis
the world is yours
This is the most inspiring thing I have ever read
I used to think I could only have one “aesthetic” but baby girl, you can have 5 “aesthetics” in one day without shedding a tear
you’re sitting across from me in a shitty diner in anywhere, america, and i watch you pour too much creamer in your coffee and i think “i love you.” you look up, catching me staring, and for a moment i think i’m brave enough to say it, but i take too long and the moment passes. i take the balled up straw wraper and flick it at you, pretending that was my plan all along. you laugh. i never want to go another day without hearing that laugh. i think i will have all the time in the world to say it.
i think it’s really weird how shippers have turned top/bottom into Gender Roles The Sequel and are stereotyping people’s sex positions based on their physical appearance, personality traits, or even mental health status. “which one of you is the woman??” has evolved into “which one is the sweet soft tiny anxious uwu bratty bottom???” which is arguably weirder and more invasive.
