there are real tears.
THIS IS HAPPENING.
Trinity. Holy holy friggin trinity.
The last line “Row, Row, Row, Your Boat.”
“Life is but a dream.”
Really? That’s quite the existentialist mind-fuck to throw in at the end of a nursery rhyme.
I waited patiently for this post
WAIT. ITS NOT ‘LIFE’S A BUTTER DREAM??’
No it isn’t, how long have you thought that?
What the fuck is a butter dream
The best kind of dream
Do you ever get like super vulnerable late at night that you just want to spill your heart out and say how you feel because you’ve been holding it in for so long and you just need some ventilation and there’s just something about two in the morning that makes me lose my filter and say the things I would never have the guts to say when the sun is up.
the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can’t say tomorrow day