that very specific feeling that’s presented during party scenes in movies where the lights are flashing and the sound gets sort of distorted as you go to sit down on the couch next to a couple making out and the person who’ll become your eventual love interest
reading in coffee shops/ looking around bookstores
songs me & my sister listen to in the car
mat barzal is the hockey himbo of my dreams
covers that really itch my brain
y/n gets all the bitches
love songs so i can dedicate them to my every person i make eye contact with in the middle of the target candy isle
crying on a july night surrounded by my four stuffed animals while a disco ball hangs above me