if i was your boyfriend i would do so much cute stuff. i’d bring you soup when you were feeling sick, i’d rub your tummy when you got cramps, i’d wake you up in the middle of the night dressed as an eagle shouting abstract poetry at my own dick
what if everything you see right now is just a hallucination caused by inhaling oxygen
Is that why when you stop breathing you black out.
GUYS STOP MAKING ME QUESTION MY EXISTENCE
im not surprised when tumblr people are failing classes cause you guys are dumb as fuck
Inspired by every student whose told they can’t be an artist because it doesn’t “make enough money”.
This is literally so inspirational to me right now.
I needed this really badly right now.
Money will not follow you to heaven. Your happiness will.