But love is blind, and lovers cannot see/
The pretty follies that themselves commit.
scene vi, The Merchant of Venice
PARTY LIKE THE PAST TWELVE MONTHS WEREN’T EMOTIONALLY CRIPPLING
I love my skin!
I could have really used this as a child and who the fuck’s cutting onions in my room.
THIS IS A CAT IN A HALLOWEEN COSTUME PLAYING WITH A TINY PUMPKIN THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT
when someone tells me to calm down when i’m talking about things i’m passionate about
if u can’t handle me at my hardcore feminist then u can’t have me at literally any other time bc that’s all i am 24/7