I blog for the girls who cry on their birthdays and lose a little bit of themselves during the summer months

the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.

Some days you're healing, some days you're feeling. Some days you're thriving, some days you're surviving. All are valid. Give yourself grace.

"use chatgpt" that's the devil talking. buy four caffeinated drinks and pull an all nighter. this is the way.

begging on my life for people to have an ounce of critical thinking skills

known for leaving places early

Known for not even going

one direction was a pillar of my childhood, girlhood and a highlight of my teenage years (liam included). this is just heartbreaking

This or nothing.

You deserve a life that feels good for your nervous system. Do whatever it takes to get there.

actually i think graduates of a university should have access to the library databases forever and ever amen