every summer night without fail is like . i should be in love right now but instead this loneliness envelopes me like a second skin

Sorry for being obsessed with love. As if it's my fault

I love when fiction makes the audience feel guilty about their role as the audience. When something fucked up is treated as a joke but later it's recognised how fucked up it was and the audience feels guilty for finding it funny. When a character breaks the fourth wall to plead for help, and you can't do anything so you just watch. And you know that the characters pain isn't real, but they're begging for help and you're not helping because their suffering is entertainment for you

#what the fuck is up with all the blue's clues tags (via @pearwaldorf)

I just want to remind you that sometimes your life really doesn't begin until you are 26+... Romanticizing and obsessing over our youth is harmful. Growing up is beautiful. Discovering who you are and how you interact with the world is a gift. Maturing and learning what you truly want out of life and living in that purpose brings fulfillment and peace. Your life is not over in your early 20's because you haven't figured it out yet, it's just beginning.

and then one day you decide you don’t have to explain yourself to anyone

they need to make a pocket dimension you can hide in where time doesn't pass and everything is soft