There's good fanfictions and then there's those fanfictions that take you by the hand and whisper words of gold in your ears and gently guide you through unexplored lands and they could say the wildest thing about your favorite character and you'd instantly trust them

days keep happening to me. and nights also. no say in it whatsoever

therapy is not enough I need to fucking talk to hello kitty

having short-term memory is like. this book profoundly affected me. that show bared my soul. i don’t remember a single thing about it. but it did

idgaf about career development im using the rest of my 20s to build my lore

opening the weather app. saying “oh lord” and closing it again

alerts are like “incoming: hell AND high water”

[sitting completely still in my own bed] this world is gutting me like a fish

i’m crying because darcy tried on a suit and all her friends cheered for her and lent her all the money they had to buy it. what even is mental stability

[id: two men holding the halves of an amethyst geode, smiling. the geode is heart shaped, and both men are smiling. /end id]

babe are you ok you reblogged the two men holding the heart geode again