love don't know how to rest

Having online friends is such an odd thing. I love you. I don’t know what color eyes you have. Have you drunk water today? You know more about me than anyone who knows my face. I hope we can meet someday. I love you even though you’re across the world. You’ve never layed eyes on me but you see me. In my brain, you’re a bird because that was your profile picture when we met. I love you, go to sleep. Goodnight- I just woke up. I wish I could hug you. I wish I could protect you from them. Can you feel how much I care for you? Maybe we can meet. I’m going to be near you soon. I love you. I hope you can feel the little nudges and gentle bonks and headpats. I love you. I love you. I love you.

steam repeatedly notifying you that a friend is booting up a game thats clearly not cooperating feels like ur sitting inside and someone outside keeps trying to rev up a lawnmower

i always fall for opening the comments section and then go ahhh right i forgot. the concept of nuance and non-universal experiences just doesn't exist to some people

I bet crunching your little fangs into cardboard feels good as hell for a cat

My hottest fanfiction take is I think people should stop posting multi-fandom oneshots as a single fic with like 50+ chapters and instead post them as individual fics

time only means something sometimes

- the washing machine

finding new songs for character playlists is fun bc sometimes it's like oh yeah this song kinda fits and i like it so i'll add it and other times it's a song you stumble upon one day and it gives you psychic damage so intense you have no other choice