i think it’s really essential as an adult to stay silly and goofy and weird

i love fiction so much can we never be real again

*lying* why would i lie

I'm not a "will help, no questions asked" kind of friend. Because I will ask questions. I'm just not gonna question your answers. Like yeah if we're friends I can help you get rid of a body, no problem, but I still want to know who it was and what happened. Not because I don't trust that you'd kill someone who didn't need killing or would help someone you shouldn't be helping - we wouldn't be friends in the first place if I didn't know you well enough to trust your judgement. I'm just curious as hell and I want to know things.

turned on the light in my pitch black bathroom and all 3 of my cats were on their hind legs, in a circle, beating the shit out of each like some secret feline fight club

people are so lucky i can't explode them with my mind

FIRST step to enjoying any media is getting attached to the character whose suicidal tendencies are the most obvious

Second step is shipping them with whoever they are most likely to become codependent with.

i understand why people go legit insane like i get it