if you had told me two months ago id be reblogging posts about destiel i wouldve killed you on the spot
guess i’m back on tumblr to express my petty, unimportant internet thoughts since even though i have like 20 twitter followers, one of them is my cousin who decided i was “an attention seeking person” and “dishonest and selfish” so can’t post there anymore lol
There’s a thunderstorm going on outside and every Romantic bone in my frantic little body wants to go outside and get soaked to the skin, there’s something so enormous and vital about being wet through with rain, or swimming in the sea, or leaning against a high wind. I was definitely put on this earth to die of consumption before the age of 25
london tipton wouldnt disappoint the met gala
every morning i wake up & get my coffee & i recite in my head this excerpt from ‘invitation,’ by mary oliver: “it is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in the broken world.” & i just say it over & over again until it sticks to my mind for the rest of the day. it is a serious thing. i am alive. i am so lucky. this fresh morning i get the chance to live again & again & again
where is catherine o’hara’s emmy
I Hear That’s Good
AM I HAVING A STROKE?
The synchronized “jOHN MulANey” absolutely destroyed me
MUHLANEE
The Fates but instead of three old ladies they’re the McElroy brothers
potentially, every fictional character can be trans. literally anybody can be trans. if you think seeing them naked/bare chested at some point or them having particular characteristics means there are “canon proofs” that they can’t be trans, it’s obvious that you don’t know enough about trans bodies to speak about this. die mad about it.
eye contact in a crowded place is a fuckin turn on
im not sure what kind of mood this is but its a big one