Empathy and discord

adhd is so funny it's like being possessed but with myself

bisexuals will see someone in period clothes and be like yes

*petting my cat* please cure my depression cat: *prrbhbphr* me: thanks

Imagine beeing an animal that literally has a build in ‘comfort my loved ones’ function and still have people think you are an asshole by nature.

man’s dating a village wise woman and complaining 

i think part of the reason why i love disney’s hercules so much is that the idea of a sassy hades resounds so deeply with me as a person who has siblings. like imagine if you were rich as fuck and had to live in what’s basically the flooded basement of the entire world while your brothers fart around banging everything in sight. if i had to live in a literal swamp and listen to stories about poseidon turning into a horse to get sexy with demeter i’d probably have no fucking patience too

me, dumping a load of freshly washed but unfolded laundry on my bed: boy i’m sure gonna be pissed about this when i want to go to bed

have u ever had a depersonalization moment when you look at yourself in the mirror and think wow this person is me and i have this body and this life and everything feels so strange why am i me and not someone else

imagine dying from the fucking plague and indirectly and postmortemly traumatizing your little brother and then watching said little brother grow up to be the biggest asshole that’s ever lived but he’s doing it in your name. pour one out for the ghost of jordie rietveld whos just chillin in the afterlife watching his edgy baby brother make The World’s Worst String of Decisions

Fun Fact: Apparently Oscar Wilde was 6’3”, which in the 1870s would have been the equivalent of like 6’7”-6’9” tall. He was so ridiculously huge and awkward that one of his friends described him as looking like a “great white caterpillar.” That is all.

When his lover’s father ( one of the founding father’s of boxing as a sport) showed up to kick his ass, Oscar stood up, pulled a gun and said something like  “I don’t know what the Queensberry rules are, but the Oscar Wilde rule is to shoot on sight.” 

The more I find out about Oscar Wilde the more delighted I am.