no one fights for me

hello child born between the end of the 1990s and beggining of the 2000s, welcome to my saw trap. in front of you is a computer, you can learn to code and guarantee yourself the only career that will be available in a couple of decades, or you can play around on ms paint and develop a beautiful creative mind that will starve to death forever, you have a few years to choose but by the time you do it'll be too late

if you start reading books again. you will feel at least a little better. I promise

Such an angry toss

Watching Matt Mercer cry into Liam O’Brien’s arms just weeks before their 10 year anniversary after Liam and Brennan successfully pulled off the reveal that Matt was playing the All-Hammer, the god of creation and legacy in Exandria, in the world Matt made over twelve years ago for Liam’s birthday, is one of the most touching things I’ve ever seen.

this makes it sound like they’re married. which is… well— pretty much.

i survived a tuesday, and for what? wednesday? disgusting.