the only domestic instinct my parents have managed to pass on to me is the tendency to hoard multiple plastic bags in another plastic bags despite the fact that I will probably never need this many plastic bags in my adult life
When you wake up and get your period and you’re like “oh that’s why I was crying uncontrollably last night over a jelly bean”
dogs deserve to live forever
And humans don’t?
Bless that one person in every group that is like “keep going, I’m listening” and encourages you to finish your story even when everyone else is talking over you.
BLESS THAT PERSON SO HARD.
I try so hard to be that person.