summer is real cute until every fuckin type of insect comes out of the 8th circle of hell
“I was born in the wrong generation!” I scream as I churn my own butter and marry my cousin
I wish there were necklaces given to us at birth that were half of a unique shape and your soulmate wore the other half and they got warmer the closer together you were and colder the further away you were so you could go on this journey when you’re ready to find your other half so that you could be spared all the pain and heartbreak of being played with by those who don’t take dating as seriously as you do
