beeblejuice:

son *puts a hand on your shoulder* son sometimes *puts another hand on your shoulder* Son sometimes things are *puts another hand on your shoulder* son you just gotta *puts another hand on your shoulder* son

Does anyone else lie in bed at 2:30am filled with the crippling fear that they’re never going to accomplish anything in life and fail miserably or is that just me

flowury:

i want to sit on a kitchen counter in my underwear at 3 am with you and talk about the universe