me @ my body: perhaps… since it’s summer… you could sleep without the blanket?
my body: interesting thought! interesting thought. but no
Tag: about me
occupation: still going on and on about captain fucking america
“Just trust your gut”
Pal I have anxiety, my gut is literally always telling me to abort mission
bisexual culture is not knowing if ur more in love with steve, peggy, or bucky
TBE – tired bitch energy
The fact that I’m legally an adult is hysterical
the impulse to just make weird noises for no reason is something i have to ignore like 24/7
I love tags it’s like muttering under your breath on the internet
am i the only writer who googles a common word out of sheer panic that i don’t know what it means? i’m talking words that i use all the time. i’m so afraid of embarrassing myself
I know I just called you dude but I’m trying to flirt with you
