Reasons why you should have plants in your room
- More clean air
- People think you are cool
- They look pretty
- You can sing to them and they won’t tell you to shut up
- You feel proud when they grow
- You can give them cute names
you know what’s fucked up?
that you can be without someone for six months, a year, five years and have mastered not thinking about them, but no matter how much time passes there will always be that moment where you see a photo of them or catch a little of their cologne on a crowed street and suddenly you’re plagued with a rapidly sinking stomach and the relentless question, “what did i do wrong?”
the amount of times this happens…
I can turn you into poetry, but I cannot make you love me.
i don’t trust people who are super into “proper grammar” and “correct punctuation” because what lies just beyond that smug superiority is some sinister classism that gets acutely racist in a red hot minute, so for similar reasons I’m instantly wary of anyone who takes great pride in their love of “logic” and “intellect”