I need my weird alone time or I will explode

you gotta read, you gotta write, you gotta draw, you gotta watch films and shows. there is literally NO time to be employed

logging onto tumblr like heyyy i'm thinking about the same character i've spent the past few weeks thinking about. no change here. just wanted to let yall know

U dont understand i had to write the first 70,000 words because if i didnt the sex wouldnt be as perilous or emotionally fraught. Which is the POINT.

obsessed with characters who snapped because their circumstances were so fucked that losing it was literally the sanest response

person (non-practicing)

there are places in the world today that are experiencing 40°C for the first time in recorded history. of course there's no way to know whether chucking billionaires into volcanos will appease the sun god but i feel we're doing the scientific method a disservice if we don't at least try

it’s never a normal temperature anymore it’s always some fucking bullshit

being an adult is always like i have to go to the store i have to go to the store i have to go to the store

your cat was an honor to see in the window