Questioning Galaxies

I have been questioning galaxies for a thousand light years now. 17🌌.

[katerinapetrova]

LOVE & OTHER DRUGS (2010)

[sadcatsonly]

apparently love is (remembering that you like salted fries) (looking at the pink flower and wanting to take it for you) (hearing how your day went) (playing you music to fall asleep) (naming my plants after you) (kissing your forehead in sleep) (crying on your behalf) (reading the book you once mentioned) (craving to touch you more) (letting you see me cry) (making you coffee as you work) (writing about you in poems) (sending you cat pictures on a bad day) (imagining future together) (watching sunset while paper kites plays in the background) (trusting you with my heart) (cooking together) (laughing at old vines) (feeling warm again) (kissing your ears) or something, idk

[what-r-u-gay]

bro stop having a burning hatred for capitalism you’re gonna make me fall in love with you

[losst-in-the-starss]

man wish a boy would give me his shirts and hoodies to wear and point out how big they are on me :(

[owenology]

why the fuck is my hair so soft if i don’t have anyone to run their hands thru it??? wack.

[bastard-yearn]

kiss boys and steal potted plants from capitalist central walmart

[yearningsaphic]

i be like "i know a spot" and point to my lap

[yaoinurse]

do you ever just want someone to just literally lay on top of you?

[m3ws-moved-deactivated20240715]

in the mood to headbutt someone gently to show them i love them with all my heart

[bloodtothehead]

“Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine. I couldn’t get the boy to kill me, but I wore his jacket for the longest time.”

— Richard Silken

[lovesimplysly]

“You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you don’t even have a name for.”

— Richard Silken, You Are Jeff

[fuks]

[telltaletypist]

i'm psychic btw i saw all this coming i just didn't say anything

[scottsumrners]

every time someone talks about how “capitalism breeds innovation”, i think about the fact that capitalism killed the streaming service in less than ten years

[90sto2000s]

The good old days

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