i want to own a tiny bookshop with my lover and it’s filled with queer books with big and small time writers with a little coffee or boba shop and the place is decked out with fairy lights and the smell of baked goods
IM SCREAMING. IM CRYING. IM PUKING ON THE FLOOR. THERE WAS A MOTH IJ MY SODA. NOT ONLY WAS IT IN MY SODA IT WAS FUCKINBG ALIVE. AREJ YOU KIDDING ME? IM SHAKING. IM GOING TO COLLAPSE ON THE FLOOR. IM PASSING AWAY AND TURNING INTO DUST RIGHT THIS SECOND