don’t imagine your otp slow dancing in their socks while the taller of the two hums a tune (terribly) for them to dance to and the shorter has their face pressed into the taller one’s shoulder. don’t imagine it.
she reads books as one would breathe air
im·o·gen /ˈɪmədʒən/
n. a young adult with her nose buried in a book and a creative streak; aspiring actress; frequently found singing at the top of her lungs to pop-punk, musical theatre or disney; sobs for her dead otp and drinks diet coke more often than she should. sidebar fanart by anxiouspineapples.
to fill up and live
