rip my heart from my sleeve

You can give up your pursuit of perfection. No one is perfect. No relationship, no job, no art, no life, no person on this earth is perfect and that’s entirely acceptable.

the unspeakable comfort of an image of gerard way with long horrifically sweaty hair plastered to his face

HATE when you’re inserting your email somewhere and literally from the first letter the website is like “invalid email address” like yes i know. I’m typing it right now. My email address is obviously not just the letter ‘m’. Stop

love the phrase 'methinks'. me does think. thinketh me do.

I know it’s not that deep but those “[insert celebrity] is evidence of how people don’t age when they’re unproblematic” posts bug me because a) that’s how people age when they have lots of money and resources to put towards their appearance lol but also b) someone could be the kindest most generous unproblematic person and still get wrinkles and grey hair because ageing isn’t some kind of moral failure

the piss patrol absorbed another innocent soul