Run.

I know some fic writers get stressed about writing tropes they think are too popular or overdone, and I need you all to know that I just spent 4 hours reading every iteration of the same exact fic plot I could find, and they all brought me an indescribable amount of joy. Listen. Listen. Sometimes you want cakes of many flavours and sometimes you want Nine Carrot Cakes

worst part of adulthood so far is definitely the fact that people have the ability to contact me and i have to respond in a timely manner

*slowly removes my heart-shaped sunglasses* i beg your fucking pardon

oh god I had a really big epiphany about love and personhood but I’m too drunk for words. hold on I’m gonna paint it.

this belongs in the moma with the preceding text post as its title