"Anyone who doesn't care for little things will fail when it comes to the big ones." Lao Tzu.

alpha male :3

work crush called me sweet today. and kinda held my hand. and linked arms with me when we were looking over the register. and stole my nametag to do an impression of me. and we were spraying water at each other briefly. and he held my hand but to look at a cut i had on it. and uhhhh. he stands really close to me and apparently looks at me when i’m not looking at him.

you know the chapter is good when you have to jump out of bed and do laps around the house

Big things coming…

My professor offered me the opportunity to do a directed reading… he said he usually only opens the opportunity for grad students but he was willing to work with me thru it

Florence + the machine no choir has such orufrey vibes and i wont say anything else rn but i have Plans

Wolves are big.

Like, really big.

first cigarette since october or november

But we have the little things ❤️ !.

We are vehemently against Big Things and them happening “Soon”. Folks, we are down right anti-big things. From now, until the end of time Leather Phase promises only the smallest and inconsequential of things and rest assured they will happen, a looonnnngggg way from now or not at all.

❤️u

Mamie

MAMIE beat her head against the bars of a little Indiana town and dreamed of romance and big things off somewhere the way the railroad trains all ran.    She could see the smoke of the engines get lost down where the streaks of steel flashed in the sun and when the newspapers came in on the morning mail she knew there was a big Chicago far off, where all the trains ran.    She got tired of the barber shop boys and the post office chatter and the church gossip and the old pieces the band played on the Fourth of July and Decoration Day    And sobbed at her fate and beat her head against the bars and was going to kill herself    When the thought came to her that if she was going to die she might as well die struggling for a clutch of romance among the streets of Chicago. She has a job now at six dollars a week in the basement of the Boston Store    And even now she beats her head against the bars in the same old way and wonders if there is a bigger place the railroads run to from Chicago where maybe there is                    romance                    and big things                    and real dreams                 that never go smash.

Titties!!!!!🙌🏻🙌🏻🤤