Yesterday my little brother told me something very sweet and touching, that when he was a kid and had nightmares about monsters chasing him or whatever he would be able to end the nightmare by finding me in the dream and I would protect him by fighting off the zombies, or carrying him away. This is adorable, and makes me feel like the greatest older sibling in the world, but the hilarious thing is that when I was a kid I had nightmares of needing to save him from zombies and such. so many dreams where he was in trouble and I needed to save him. Like my nightmares began where his ended. Low key I think he mastered the ability to psychically transfer his nightmare to me as a child and I'm kind of annoyed with him.

steam repeatedly notifying you that a friend is booting up a game thats clearly not cooperating feels like ur sitting inside and someone outside keeps trying to rev up a lawnmower

OH HOLY SHIT???

Its so fucked up that the ace community experienced so much (and I don't use this lightly) trauma at the hands of other lgbt people and no one fucking addresses it

And if you have the privilege to doubt if it was truly traumatic? If perhaps that's too strong a word? Maybe reflect on that. Because there truly is no other way of saying it.

something sweetie this way loves

the sandwich with no words is so uncanny. Its like its staring at me, like I was never supposed to peel back the text.

The reason is very apparent, it being sick as hell,