I’m kind of miserable and it feels permanent

i spam like at a medium pace i read every post

so it’s a wednesday night in july and you’re at home and you’ve showered and you’ve masturbated and you’ve gnawed at the inside of your mouth and you’ve eaten and washed the dishes and fixed a corner of the fitted sheet on your bed and texted your grandmother and thought positive thoughts and still the feeling comes. what then

[image description: a crayon drawing of a colourful quilt where each square is a different colour and has either a cartoon/game character (some are sanrio characters, some are tamagotchi, there's a pikman, there's no-face, ect.) or just a simple cute drawing (such as a rainbow, a flower, a clover, a bee, a fried egg, a carrot, and so on). end description.]

anne rice writing a book about venetian castrati before she wrote the vampire armand is soo funny i know she was fighting the urge to retcon armand canonically not being castrated like the green goblin mask

i’m starting a new stereotype that people with loving fathers are actually annoying as hell

It’s vitally important that people remember that no matter how many followers someone has on here they’re still literally just some person with a blog and not, like, The Authority on anything.