total trash mammal

recurring dead wife flashback where it becomes increasingly apparent that the person remembering her has dishonestly claimed a romantic dynamic to their relationship that never actually existed and erased any conflict that ever existed between them now that she's no longer able to say no to them

dead wife flashback where each time we see her she looks more confused and upset by how she's remembered, then desperate and furious, until she's hammering on the glass screaming to be let out

this isn't how it happened. you know this isn't how it happened. but you still keep coming back, keep disturbing my grave so you can play out your fantasies. voyeurs crowding around my autopsy, straining for the best view; pawing through my entrails like grubby butchers trying to find some golden meaning in blood and shit because you can't bear to face the cold light of truth. you just can't bear the thought of never having really known me at all.

In a room full of people, i’d look at you so we can leave

As an adult you must cultivate the skill of “Gross! Oh, well. Not my business.”

omg finally

i’m going to blow up everything forever.

i am not immune to a well choreographed fight scene with a fun song in the background

Man at my job just told me to “hold your little horsies just a little longer ☺️” about the task I’ve been waiting for him to complete or at the very least update me on for six weeks. Brendan, I will fuck your adult son. You’re gonna start seeing me at family Christmas. Horsies in tow.

You just know the ye olde peasants went NUTS at that last part

We don’t say sblood enough we should bring it back

The kindest thing that literature does is remind you that your little peculiar feelings have always existed. Someone, in some century, felt equally bewildered by love, bored by society, tired of pretending, and hungry for meaning.

you couldnt imagine what it was like to be 10 years old and listen to radioactive by imagine dragons

having a headache while hydrated is so unfair. you were supposed to protect me.

Lmao I love how Scully knows it's not Mulder because he cleaned his apartment and actually invited her to dinner like a normal person instead of staring longingly at her during work hours and flirting by talking about alien conspiracies 🤣

when brandon sanderson talks about villains in his famous free youtube writing class video lectures he'll say 'what's the difference between gollum and sauron' and of course he means the villain that's present in the narrative and characterized in a way the audience can potentially relate to or sympathize with vs. the looming threatening anonymous far-off force (among other things). but every time he asks that i think 'well one of those guys tracked down frodo and got his ring back'