whatever a moon has always meant

i ship them but in an infinitely more nuanced and aromantic way than you ever will

in the comments of a surgical dissection of a human heart video

all of my writing is actually just thinly-veiled fantasy about being seen at your worst and still being loved

STOP saying the otherworldly powers are corrupting my mind godddddd. You literally wish you were us. I mean us. I mean me.

I'm not saying everybody needs to have, like, a collection of creepy dolls, disconcerting figurines, and/or mildly horrifying puppets, but if you don't have at least one kicking around somewhere I feel you're missing something essential in your life.

#an obnoxious garden gnome is also acceptable

sometimes i see an opinion i disagree with, and from a combination of wanting to keep up appearances, avoid flak, and cut to the heart of the issue, i draft a series of increasingly abstract responses, eventually culminating in typing out "falsehoods aren't true", which, in a perfect act of autofellatio, deletes itself