(sobs knowingly)

whenever I tell a story I feel like Uncle Colm from Derry Girls

Doomscrolling on ravelry dot com

You have to careful about masturbating to your imagination cause god doesn’t know about imagination so he will assume you are jacking off to whatever is around you like dust, a dead bug, birds nest. And if you jerk off to a poisonous bug (or if god assumes you have) then you do go to hell

sometimes u go to a ship’s ao3 page and the top 10 fics are like “what if these guys were 2 completely different guys but had the same actors’ faces and character names”

There are no sex scenes, and all the food looks horrible.

i love to have a hobby

my hobby is looking at two guys and saying Now whats all this then