when u scratch a cat’s chin and they lift their head up reblog if u agree
when u scratch a cat’s cheek and they lean their head into ur hand reblog if u agree
when u put your hand in front of your cat’s face and they gently headbut u reblog if u agree
when ur cat runs just a lil bit faster to get to u reblog if u agree
cats reblog if u agree
my future apartment will be messy. it will have unfinished sketches and film camera photos, and pressed flowers and train tickets all over the walls. each cup, each spoon will look different, each will have it’s own story. there will be potted plants all over the place, i will grow lemongrass and thyme myself. the windows will be huge and opened most of the time, there will be tiny drops of paint everywhere. i will have loads of pillows and masive knitted blankets laying around, just in case. i will have a huge bookshelf and big white candles, and a record player, and i will listen to old songs, sing and dance along. i will bake banana bread and poppyseed buns and give them to my neighbors. i will have a big, warm dog to cuddle up to when i begin to feel lonely. the air will smell like rain, honey, books and jasmine tea
this. this is it.
i fucking love 🌿🌱🌱🌾🌾☘️☘️🍀🍀 herbs 🌱🌱🌾🌾🌿🌿🌿🍃🍃🍃🍂🍂 plants are friends 🍁🍀🍀☘️🌿🌿🌿🌱🌱 great ones !! 🌿☘️🌾 also flowers 💐💐🌻🌻🌻🌹🌹🌹🌹🏵️🏵️🏵️🌼🌼🌻🌻🌺🌺
okay I know that there are terrible terrible people out there but listen
I also know that there are people who stop and smile at tiny plants growing out of sidewalk cracks, people who laugh so loud they snort, people who compliment others randomly, people who take pictures of their friends because they love seeing their friends happy, people who ramble about things that they’re passionate about, people who blush and stutter, people who are kind, people who are warm, people who love and love and love and love.
a nice idea: i wake up, the love of my life is tangled up in the sheets next to me, the sun is shining, my plants are alive and i know that there’s loads of fresh fruit in our kitchen. life is good.
a nice idea: i wake up, the love of my life is tangled up in the sheets next to me, the sun is shining, my plants are alive and i know that there’s loads of fresh fruit in our kitchen. life is good.
tbh girls are so nice
thank you to all of the girls who’ve ever given me their last hair elastic thank you to all the girls i’ve ever danced with at parties bc i wanted to dance but no one else was dancing also thanks to all the girls who’ve genuinely complimented me while passing me by thanks for baking me pies and giving me cool nail polish and plants and just overall being positive and supportive you are truly loved and appreciated and you’re a gift to this cruel world
okay I know that there are terrible terrible people out there but listen
I also know that there are people who stop and smile at tiny plants growing out of sidewalk cracks, people who laugh so loud they snort, people who compliment others randomly, people who take pictures of their friends because they love seeing their friends happy, people who ramble about things that they’re passionate about, people who blush and stutter, people who are kind, people who are warm, people who love and love and love and love.
a concept: youre 60 and you live in paris and have a cute apartment and have 2 cats and many many plants and are surrounded by people you love and you are completely satisfied with yourself and your life
My cat: comfortable, hasn’t moved in 3 hours
Me: gives one (1) pat
Cat: my rest……… it has been,, disturb ed……..I ………..can no longor……lay here…. must go…..
