like 90% of the ocean remains unexplored and you’re telling me mermaids don’t exist
the sexual tension between you and someone when you tell them to shutup and they say ‘make me’
i am the most stressed out laziest person ever i don’t even know how i do it
I think I fall a little in love with people when I catch them in small moments, when they think no one’s looking at them, when they absently twirl a strand of hair between their fingers, when they lick their thumb to turn a page in a book. There’s something beautiful about a person who is lost in a thought, or adjusting their shirt, or is scratching a phantom itch on their arm, or even someone who is looking at someone else like I am looking at them.