how lucky indeed.

500 years from now there’s gonna be some film historian who’s entire career is built off of searching for a copy of goncharov

and they're never gonna find it cuz they fucking took it off poob

I love tumblr because somehow I can end up being mutuals with a celebrity (someone that wrote a fic that I loved)

every tgirl on planet earth is deserving of warmth, love, and care.

so ummm welcome to my jar:) lemme show you around! theres some holes poked in the top so i can breathe, theres some leaves to munch on, and ive even got a twig! #mytwig

i love you friendship and qprs and best friends and friends with benefits and mentorships and roommates and found family and surrogate parents and chosen siblings and rivalries every single specifically and actively nonromantic dynamic that exists

nobody talks about how exhausting it is to live in that space between "things will get better" and "i can't handle this anymore." it's like your emotions are constantly swinging. leaving you both hopeful and defeated in the same day.

happy decade to the horrible beast i have wrought

No one cared who I was until I put on the cage