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One of the worst feelings in the world: when you are just desperate, like claw-your-own-skin-off desperate, to create, but the only thing that even vaguely appeals to you to work on is a nebulous half-feeling that might be dreamily related to some half-formed notion of a concept. I must! Make! No thing! Only make!

Everything is boring. All activity is meaningless. I understand why Sherlock Holmes did cocaine.

big fan of characters who have it all under control when theyre put in situations but no idea how to be like a regular guy doing regular stuff when all is said and done.

Ohhh [fictional character with worse mental health than me] save meeeee from this cruel world.

no matter how terrible my day is. i can always end my day in bed imagining fictional characters making out sloppy style and fucking raw. and that's beautiful. there's some good in this world mister frodo and it's worth fighting for

favourite selfship dynamic ever has GOT to be "this is an objectively evil character But What If I Was Their Favourite" . literally SO fucking real . and i AM their favourite . they told me so and they would never lie to me. sorry that they lied TO YOU but they wouldnt do that to me. im just built different

YES this character sucks and YES theyre manipulative and a murderer and overall just not a good person. but im making them a home cooked meal. so. maybe thats a you problem

i couldnt fix them BUT i can kiss them . maybe thatll calm them down

Oh? They manipulate you? And do all kinds of heinous things to you? Sounds like a skill issue. They got me breakfast in bed.

you have to stop biting the hand that feeds you. go for the neck

you're all unbelievably horny or hungry and i will not be asking which