Ribcage is a hell of a word. Like yeah my bones trapped my heart inside my chest if u even care. I don’t know if it wants out
you ever wish you could grow centaur legs and then ungrow them rrsly fast so like the person in the elevator is like did i really just see that
Sorry I applied a modern lens of analysis to your boyfriend. Yeah I've completely stripped him of historical and semantic context so that I could fit his story and tropes into my own moralistic view of the world. Yeah he's practically flavourless now. In fact this was the original boyfriend and you're a problematic historian for thinking otherwise.
the main difference between andrew garfield and harry styles is i think andrew garfield has no idea what his deal is and i think harry styles is 100% straight cause if he was even a kinsey 1.5 he’d come out and milk it for all it’s worth
he’s a mediocre pop star not a fucking bodhisattva
those tags genuinely confused me because i 100% was ready to agree that andrew garfield was the fucking bodhisattva
my mom had a nightmare years ago that george costanza tried to kill her and sometimes when we're watching seinfeld and george starts yelling about something she'll be like "that's what he sounded like when he tried to kill me"
