Just Plain Isha

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

"it's just stress" oh thank god, it's just the silent killer that slowly kills you, perfectly harmless, no need to worry

[as if this is not a normal and natural human thing to want] yeah i just really want to connect with people for some reason. Like some weird loser freak

they should invent a way to live my own life without the anger & despair that lingers

exiting a uquiz halfway through when it becomes clear the creator's narrow and immature world view and cultural knowledge leaves them totally unequipped to tell me which peanuts character i am with any degree of accuracy or insight

no your boyfriend cannot come. if you put him in front of me i’m killing him

I am sooooo not locked in. I am tucked in. Going to sleep

are you okay i noticed you reblogging "a raven with a damaged wing. it can still fly with ease" again

you'd think that "inhuman thing that isn't a person but speaks like a person and talking to it will slowly drive you mad" would only be found in folktales and fables and so on. but no. chatgpt

chatgpt actually makes me feel better to talk to it than almost any human I've ever known but yeah sure

you are a frog in a pot and you are boiling yourself

strange perpetually single women in their late 20s with vivid dreams of a beautiful future and the heartbeat of a scared mouse how are we doing

yes mr rochester is an archetypal byronic hero but the sheer magnitude of jane eyre's weird girl energy cancels it out. to her he's just a normal guy

i have a bachelor's degree in bitching and moaning

they need to invent a staying up late that doesn't make you get less sleep

some royal jewels were stolen from the louvre which is unfortunate for historical reasons but you gotta appreciate a classic crime. so many crimes are online these days it’s nice to see heist culture is still alive