God Bless You

there is no justice in this world for girls who don’t want to get up but have to

every morning i wake up and make the worst possible time management decisions anyone has ever made

rereading my own writing is just a constant fluctuation between "damn, girl, you wrote this? (affectionate)" and "damn, girl, you wrote this? (derogatory)"

dads are so right about falling asleep on the couch with your arms crossed

apologies to anyone who ever thought i was cool and reached out to me only to discover i am just a weird little hermit who can't carry on a conversation to save my life

as if people on this hellsite need april in order to be fools

into the spider-verse really is a love letter to the forms of art that get disparaged as not “real art”. it shows off the very best of 3d animation, street art and graffiti, rap, and comic books and you can tell so much love and care went into portraying them at their most beautiful and impactful

Big anxiety/depression mood as well

the sheer offensiveness of rereading something you wrote, discovering that, hey, it’s actually pretty good, and then reaching the end, wherein you realize that if you want more you actually have to write it

fuck’s sake 

writers will look at their own WIPs and be like “is anyone gonna finish that” and then close the tab

don’t flirt w me i’ll daydream about us fucking