Nat The Rat

there is nothing lemon squeezy about any of this

just saw a wincest post on pinterest after clicking on a notification i got for a stanford sam edit. needless to say it just caused me to have the most vile, visceral reaction i’ve ever had in my entire life. my stomach just did 32 backflips and im not okay.

It's refreshing to read the pitt x reader fics because for once y/n has a fully developed prefrontal cortex.

Being a girl is: wanting to go to bed early but deciding to just get on tumblr/wattpad/Ao3 for a little bit and then end up finding a fic series that you really like and read until well past your usual bedtime then keeping on because it’s already past your bedtime. Then being mad when you wake up in the morning because you overslept your timer.

I love thinking I'm a hater and then meeting a real hater and going wow that does not look fun actually. Going back to my lukewarm hater ways. Performative haterdom. I couldn't name five hater bands.