Boom.

There is a part of me that gets obsessed with something, like real all consuming obsession. Another part of me also mimics other people’s behaviour and body movements. I am terrified of unknowingly metamorphosing into a tiny Brennan Lee Mulligan.

I’ve been binging The Unsleeping City and I’ve developed a slight NYC accent because of it Lmaooo

It didn't occur to me to question why someone would need their pinecone back

Fuck this

This is insane.

Capitalism is so innovative /s

sometimes its just like *street lights reflecting off the wet asphalt at night* maybe life isnt so ugly after all

LITERALLY some of you don’t fucking know what “disposable income is” like i cannot stress ENOUGH that someone who was able to get animal crossing on day 1 of launch or a ps5 preorder that is still only working minimum wage job and/or cannot pay their rent on a monthly basis is NOT your enemy bruv they are NOT “the rich” like PLEASE cement that in your head. 

eventually you realize you don’t want to die. you just don’t want to live the life you’re living. and slowly you try to create a life you want to live. just gotta start there.

no one needs to add “sounds fake but ok”, “no”, “well, not me”, “impossible”, etc. to this post. and i’d rather you not.

Working until you are too old to truly enjoy life should not be a goal we are okay with.

squeezing the blood of 90% of the population so the 1% can have a scrooge mac duck money bin isnt a sign of a developed economy, its a hallmark of french nobility about to be lined up for the ultimate haircut

A true American hero

Iconic

I’m reblogging again cause this is crazy, please block out the faces & your face of you at a protest. Protect yourselves and each other. 😨

This is exactly why we tell y’all stop posting protesters faces and clothes without black squares over them, not no pixelated or blurred stuff. STAY SAFE!!!

When Khaled Hosseini wrote “a man's heart is a wretched, wretched thing. It isn't like a mother's womb. It won't bleed. It won't stretch to make room for you.” I had to stop, put the book down and breathe because never had a sentence knocked the breath out of me like that did.

And when he wrote, “Learn this once and learn it well, my daughter:  Like a compass needle always points north, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman.”

For once I just want a hero to be like “I wasn’t going to but now I will”