When The Fun Event Is Over So Now I Have To Be Said Till The Next Fun Event Happens

reblog to give warm bread to your mutuals

Thirteen; 2003

my homoerotic friendhsip from 7th garde… i will never get over her

platonic third base: when you get to know someone well enough that they start making mortifyingly specific observations about you

i love things that come in glass jars because once its over the glass jar is mine

no one appreciates that i could be a million times worse

Tag urself I’m Nina

got that yuri on the brain

i just want everyone to know that if I ever find a way to get that highly romanticized gay cowboy life y'all may never hear from me again. I'll just go.