we are the last generation whose baby photos weren’t taken on phones
"falling in love will simultaneously be the best and worst thing to happen to you. i’d say i don’t recommend falling in love because your life becomes this twisted kind of hell that you enjoy as if you were in heaven but you’re still burning in the pits of it, so you know it’s hell, but falling in love isn’t something you choose to do. you’re just sucked in by whomever you fall in love with. you’re sucked in by the way their mouth moves when they talk and how the corners of their mouth spread when they smile and how their eyes shift to the left when they’re telling a story or how they shift to the right when you know they’re lying. you’re sucked in by the way their face lights up when they talk about what they’re passionate about and how they eyebrows furrow when they’re angry or upset. you’re sucked in by the way their hands touch their face, whether they’re thinking or they’re embarrassed. you’re just sucked into this fiery pit of wanting someone for their innocence. for their humanness. you admire it when you’re near them and you long for it when you’re apart. every waking thought you have will include them, every dream you have will include them, every conversation you have will include them and there’s nothing you can do to stop yourself. there’s nothing you can do once you fall in love and there’s nothing you can do once they decided they’ve fallen out."
“write about falling in love” (via depresant
i wish there wasn’t a stigma about doing things alone. you can’t go out to eat alone, you can’t see a movie alone, basically anything fun, you’re looked down on for doing alone and it’s so stupid you shouldn’t need other people to validate your decisions
i love how “lmao” has evolved over the years from a genuine expression of mirth to the modern symbol of wet, unemphatic amusement; the mere ghost of an emotion, reflecting the journey of modern youth from innocent naievete to hardened apathy lmao