Thoughts & Whatnot

ultimately the truth about frankenstein is that we are all grotesque amalgamations of the best and worst parts of everyone who came before us. and sometimes the people who are supposed to love us because of and in spite of this will not. and we can kill them with hammers for that. and i think that’s beautiful

well i can’t argue with that one

Ah yes, Mary Shelley’s monster.

no mary shelley is the name of the monster not the doctor

common misconception! mary shelley's monster was actually lord byron

I just made the rookie mistake of re-reading the previous chapter while I’m still in the first draft phase of my novel. Boy those sure were sentences alright. I should probably not have looked at those sentences because I’m grabbing the sledgehammer.

REAL

number one rule! never believe ur thoughts after 10 pm . unless its about The Character then believe all of your thoughts wholeheartedly

"i think", i say, about my own ocs, who i made,

“my headcanon is…” i say about the canon that i made about my own characters

“I prefer my au to the canon…” I say about my own novel

[[*TNG theme song plays* *Patrick Stewart runs outside and shouts* YOU MOTHERFCKERS ARE GONNA KILL ALL MY LILIES *shoots guns twice* PEST CONTROL! *TNG theme song*]]

Best. Thing. Ever.

I can’t express how to ecstatic I am to find this video again in the depths of tumblr. It might be one of my favourite posts

in conversation about white people who go to Japan and expect their knowledge of anime to culturally carry them, I was once posed with “it’s like if there was a Japanese guy who was obsessed with spongebob and came over here and thought he could get by just communicating in spongebob quotes.” This is a false equivalence because if such a man existed we would crown him king. We’d love him. Americans would fucking love that. sometimes I get sad that this isn’t a real guy I can invite to a party.

Ok the last one got me laughing actually

THE BELT IS A F*CLING GOLDEN SNAKE OMG I'M DYING

we all know adult humans dont get enough enrichment but the other day i was walkin home past an empty playground and impulsively ran over to spin myself on this zipline merry-go-round contraption for a few minutes and it really did feel like it unlocked some neglected part of my brain. like damn we really should all go outside and play more. fuck. they werent kidding with this play time thing. have you guys heard about play time. it could be huge.

hate when I type :) and this 🙂 fucker appears. Go away you evil soul

THIS OH MY GOD IT HAUNTS ME