my partner and i only really see each other in a place that doesn’t really let us touch much but when they press their shoulder to mine it makes me stumble over my own feet sometimes he looks at me and holds eye contact even just for a few seconds and i get red so quick
getting butterflies because of somebody is the weirdest thing i’ve experienced it’s like, everything about them is great so i always have them but sometimes they do something i think is cute or just great, and the butterflies get more intense as my brain shuts off for a second while i process how great everything they do is.
Gets down on one knee and pulls out a tiny frog with a tiny crown:
When I toad you I loved you I meant it
I didn’t know snog was a word but gods it’s a wonderful one
Alexander Hamilton, known bi, watching his namesake, First Son of the free country he helped create, snog Georgie iii’s great great great great great grandson: yeeeee
so i normally keep my blog sfw but this is to good not to add
My job on the commune is to eat the rats in the grain storehouses. Also I give blowjobs.
yk what would be amazing. if i was hanging out with a boy while we had music playing, he would show me all his favorite songs while we danced together and laughed and just embraced each other’s presence. just perfect.
Reblog if you think boys deserve at least three compliments per day
not mlm or forest but i feel like i’m being cast to the wayside i feel like i’m not important to anyone let alone them and i feel like i’m not on their mind in the slightest anymore it’s upsetting but i’ve gotten used to this kind of thing sorry for venting on my little gay blog
hey can we plz run away from this town and move somewhere else, start a new life together. we can move to nyc where you're never lost. we can watch broadway together and live above a coffee shop. would you like that? cause i would.
white baby naming culture but instead of the same boring name spelled 20 different ways, they start repurposing the names of every day objects
consider: a kindergartner named Silica Gel
No male WWI pinups exist yet so my gay ass decided to change that at 1 AM and I ended up looking like a propaganda poster with homoerotic undertones so