Deadbeat Trash Heap

Happy OCD awareness week to all the food I threw out because I thought it would give me listeria!

Happy OCD awareness week to the candles I never lit but had to leave parties to make sure hadn’t burned down the house!

Happy OCD awareness week to all the people I thought I killed for not smiling back at them on the street!

Happy OCD awareness week to all the knives I had to get rid of because I was afraid I’d stab someone with them!

Happy OCD awareness week to all the emails I undelivered because I was afraid I’d sent porn!

Happy OCD awareness week to God’s voice in my head!

Happy OCD awareness week to multiples of three!

Long-fic is not the rent you pay to be a part of fandom.

Fic, full-stop, is not the rent you pay to be a part of fandom.

Art is not the rent you pay to be a part of fandom.

Constantly creating is not the rent you pay to be a part of fandom.

LNC: MATTHEW MICHAEL MURDOCK EDITION

Also my brain:

“Once you turn that light off there is someone in there and you have to lock the door to keep them in there”

“Dont touch anything, don’t touch anything- FUCK. Well, you touched the counter while you were setting out your food, your hands are contaminated now. Go wash them again before you get infected and die.”

“Oh, you’re in the shower and about to wash your face? Well wash your hands first while you’re IN THE SHOWER because you touched something since the last time you washed your hands IN THE SHOWER”