i am half agony, half hope

every night I think “wow this might be the night I go to bed early” and every time without fail I fuck it up

I hate when people ask me about my preference but I don’t understand their preference level. Like yes I kinda want Chinese food 10% more than I want a sandwich but if you want a sandwich like 40% more than Chinese food then I would say it’s totally reasonable we get sandwiches.

I actually have a preference BUT it’s mild and if my choice is going to cause you inconvenience then my preference is inconsequential, y’know?

to have failed is a sign you tried…. the mistakes, the relationships that didn’t make it, the job you didn’t get, the plans that fell through…. you tried, you lived, you loved.

no one will come to save you but some will offer you their hand to hold when life gets tough and those are the ppl that matter

this blog is not a well-curated museum. it’s my bedroom & i’m putting things on my shelf & taping things on the wall

i always forget how much of a hell getting up in the morning during the cold months is until im trying to get dressed taking frost damage like ough augh ugha oagh uagh

the fanfiction in my head is soooo good wish you guys could see this

hi i’m a skyrim bandit my favorite hobby is keeping 12 gold in novice locked chests that i do not own a key for

my dad likes to call the stretches of time where you’re not creating “dreaming periods” and says that they’re meant to allow you to absorb all of the beauty, life, and inspiration from the things around you so that when you’re able to create again, you will have fanned your spark back into a flame. sometimes its hard to see those moments as anything but stagnation, but he always says that they’re natural and healthy and needed—things that should be embraced rather than feared.

i wish i could turn my ears back when im scared so people would give me a break from all the fear and scary things without me having to speak up about my needs (scary, fearful)

i really don't get why people act like "hating your disability" and "being proud to be disabled" are opposites. i hate the inconvenience and pain and discomfort and isolation and not being able to do the things i want to do. i'm proud that i'm still truckin along anyway, and that i'm part of such a resilient and vibrant community.

you guys Need to start seeing bugs as animals im not even joking anymore. the second u start seeing them as tiny animals the more your world opens up and the more you accept different types of life Into that world. youll begin accepting that even life you cant understand is still worth living. and itll legitimately make you a better person. fuck

oh no dying for me thank you, I just wanted to be on this hill with you

Ratatouille