It’s like 5am, I’m dead fucking tired, and I can’t stop wondering if I’m an actual plant hoarder. Like, not in the bad way. Just because I have such a love for houseplants. Okay, so maybe that’s a bad way all on it’s own. I’m one of those people who refers to his plants as his babies, mainly because I coddle them the way you would a sick child. When riding home with my new bonsai today, I held it in my arm like a child so it wouldn’t have to sit on the ground. And after looking at Tumblr pics of succulents, I’ve found out that my thirst to own every succulent plant ever hasn’t been quenched yet. So. Fuck. At least I’m good at gardening? Idk. Is this normal? Do people other than me have this sort of obsession and honest to God LOVE for their plants/gardening? Or is it just my crazy ass?