noli me tangere

wish everyone could perceive the Vague Concepts in my head because i just know you would looove my Vague Concepts. you would think im so smart if you saw the misty clouds of Vague Concepts floating around in my head. #MyVagueConcepts

one minute you rescue a twink from a religious rat hole cult and the next he is professing his love to you while your mother who you are actively cracking listens

just because you havent seen me post about The Character in a while doesn't mean i'm any less insane about them in private

Catholic church doesnt even allow divorce if domestic violence is involved and vatican city wouldnt exist nowadays without the help of Benito fucking Mussolini and yet theres always some motherfucker being like i hope the next pope is pro gay marriage. I hope I get a house from Santa Claus this year. I hope a horse is going to buy me cheese in the grocery store

Girl whose most frequent mistake is inaction voice: wow I keep making mistakes I better not do anything

redemption arcs that double as tragedies!! you’re a better person than you’ve ever been and you have nothing left to your name!!you have to rebuild yourself and your life from the ground up and you’re smiling in the ashes!! you were devastated your life is ruined!!! nothing is ever going to be the same ever again you are never going to regain what you had you are never going to be free of the guilt you are never going to be able to go home there is nothing left for you!!! you are free you are more yourself than you’ve ever been!! fires help forests grow!!

Old writers used to be like ohhhh geeee i hope no one finds my private letters. ohhhhh my little letters they’re so beautifully written and personal i hope no one gets a hold of my big stack of personal letters ouhhh

I feel like this excerpt is significantly enhanced by knowing that the novel in question is a first-person narrative written from the perspective of an inexplicably sapient flea who lives on Bella's body, and that's why the third priest's penis is described in this way: from the narrator's perspective it literally blots out the sky.

they are saying that singing the internationale is cringe and larp on twitter

you learn something new everyday. unless you're a historian. then you learn something old

They hate me for my redundancies. And also for my tendency to say the same thing but in slightly different ways. And for my repetition of phrases. And for my redundancies.

imagine being a dog and you think your chances are pretty good. and then you look over and there's Mitski getting her wallet out