i want to sit on a kitchen counter in my underwear at 3 am with you and talk about the universe
everywhere is a bed if you try hard enough
i haven’t absorbed the nutrients of a man’s broken down ego in a long time i’m starting to weaken
hannibal’s cinematography has literally ruined all other network television for me everything looks soooo shitty now
A week from now I will be able to say I am a cancer survivor and that seriously fucks with me. Every person I have known with cancer has died. Cancer is like the end of the road in my mind. I cannot wrap my head around this right now.
I am also freaking out about the surgery. But less so
request to all thyca warriors out there — send thatloudlittleitalian some encouraging messages!