i don’t care how many bridges i burn because i know how to fucking swim.

finally spent a weekend in cozy pjs and heated rivalry

on a “low buy” year but im just a girl 💅

i guess life really is better when covered in fur

happy 4 years ( 32 in dog years 🥹 ) to the most adorable inconvenience.

thank you for bringing color to my life.

some highlights from one of the best nights ever. ( clearly, i was too busy living in the moment )

this song sang in unison healed parts of me i didn’t know needed healing

aaaaand Ativan live 😭

they even played Cleo fucking patra

this song is easily one of the best love songs out there

if the subways flood and the bridges break, at least i got to see The Lumineers live.

nostalgia really is a powerful emotion and this concert got me feeling like the version of myself i haven’t seen since “adulthood” began.

overjoyed i got to live my 2016 tumblr feed in 2026. it just shows that some songs just dont age; they grow up with you.

may we always have the courage to dream and the strength to make those dreams our reality

this weekend felt so much like a nap that makes me want to propose a 4-day work week

i just know that neighborhood strays love to see me coming

this is the year i’ll take pilates seriously or i’m shaving my head. as it turns out, i need a high-stakes threat because i “lack self discipline.”

i’m not a “gym” person, mostly due to memories of me puking my guts out and fainting at the gym circa covid era. running is also a hard pass for no reason (it’s just not my thing). pilates is the only workout that i actually enjoy + the occasional yoga to silence my inner demons.

i wish myself (and my hair) luck now that i’ve publicly sworn to shave my head if i don’t get on that damn reformer.

don’t you just love it when your fyp speaks to you 🥹