Bookish

friend: hey i thought you said you were gonna take it easy tonight?

Anastasia on Broadway: *announces closing date*

me watching bandersnatch like:

If there’s someone out there controlling what I do like with Stefan in Bandersnatch could you do me a favour and hit the button that gets me to

me: *distances myself from my friends when I’m going through a bad spell so they won’t be pissed off at me for being sad and depress-y*

my last two brain cells trying to keep my grades up this year

me @ me: I have to acknowledge the fact that it’s not fair for me to be upset over people not asking me to hang out when I never ask people to hang out. Just because I’m too insecure to request that someone endure spending time with me and I crave the assurance that comes with someone going out of their way to let me know that they enjoy my company by asking me to hang out with them, doesn’t mean that I’m the only one who experiences this and I need to be proactive: from now on, if I get the sudden inclination to meet up with someone, I will simply let them know instead of waiting for them to ask me

Macbeth: Who cares if we’re under siege, I’m good! I mean, birnam wood’s super far away it’s not like it’s gonna grow all the way to dunsinane over night

me: *throws a shirt in the wash after wearing for maybe half a day*