maybe that's the real punk rock

you don’t realize how important lunch is until you’re wandering around thinking about how unloveable and untalented and uniquely cursed you are and then it’s 4pm and you finally eat lunch and you go Oh. oh right.

you should get a second evening for reading fan fiction. And you should get an extra day in the week to do arts and crafts.

“why are you, as someone in their 30s, still on tumblr” oh so you think you’re gonna be normal when you’re my age? you think you’re gonna be CURED?? you think the witches’ curse will have been lifted by then?? cmon now

(removes the heating pad from my lower back) also baby this is my house???

when you start reading again and it's like oh. oh . the sun actually does still shine.

They should let me go into every building I want just to look around