one of the greats

So I’m guessing we’re all growing old with each other on tumblr.

all i can do is keep putting love into the universe

UNPOPULAR OPINION: A lot of "mental health issues" disappear when bills are paid, rent is secure, and the fridge is full. Peace is expensive. And pretending money doesn't affect mental health is privilege.

To have someone understand your mind is a different kind of intimacy.

the mind is uncomfortable and the body she is also uncomfortable

image description: tweet by olayemi olurin @/msolurin, reading: There's no high like making a successful hail mary argument. A prosecutor once asked for bail on my client because he had like 63 convictions and I was like judge... 63 convictions sounds like a man who showed up to court at least 63 times. And the judge was like yea you right /end description

editing is just you vs. past-you in a duel of questionable comma placement and emotional instability

“liked your post” how bout you like me instead

“what are you doing this weekend” i am going to fantasy land. i am hiding under the covers in bed. i am making things up. i am contemplating events that didnt happen. i am talking to fake people. i am listening to my tunes. i am envisioning scenarios

I miss old Tumblr and how it used to feel

i love clicking on somebody’s ao3 profile and seeing the most nonsensical collection of fandoms. like yess let's live a thousand lifetimes

sitting on my blog’s porch with a cigarette and a shotgun