Guy follows someone far from his home, says if they were at his home instead, they would be married, but instead he’ll wait for the laws to change.

Scurvy so relatable. The wounds of your past reopen before your eyes? Been there. Eating an orange fixes it? That’s my whole plan for surviving my brain.

Some days I feel like I’m a person but I’m not human. Some days I feel like I’m human but I’m not a person. Some days I feel like neither.

I love when songs apply incredibly specifically to fanfictions I’m writing. I’m sitting there like “oh, the general vibe of this song fits this character really well” and then there’s a line that describes exactly a situation I already outlined for my fic

Gender non Newtonian fluid. Gender quantum superpositioning. Is this anything?

I have managed to force myself not to be scared of something by providing a reasonable explanation for why my specific fear couldn’t happen (demons can’t go through frosted glass) but I also basically went “wouldn’t it be funny if I was scared of this guy?” and developed a fear of that guy.

Texting my friend like twelve uncropped screenshots of Pinterest as I rant about how much I love this guy’s hat, followed by a screenshot in which he wears a different hat and a rant about how much I hate that hat

I really like omegaverse, but not in a sexy way. I yearn to be scented and to nest with my packmates.

Just realized I can be more self indulgent with my self indulgent fanfic I’m writing.

My acearo ass has the platonic version of a fetish for just the most random part of the body

Not even into men and I still have bad taste in men.