I understand now why I was ten days overdue and came out screaming when I was born. What a fuckin ripoff.

I don’t get cute aggression I get cute agony, I see a tiny baby animal and it makes me turn into a pretzel knot and weep

Getting a little fucked up and singing & dancing in your underwear while cooking dinner is an underrated form of self care

another page turns and I’m so grateful you’re part of this chapter

big ol sleepyhead