this is a trash blog

yall gotta stop talking abt screen adaptations before that little french boy ends up playing palamedes

whenever I tell a story I feel like Uncle Colm from Derry Girls

so far one theme of the 30s for me has been realizing that literally every human being on earth who appears completely cool and collected and together with it at first glance has some threshold past which enough known information about them will shatter that mystique completely. i don't even say this negatively or pessimistically it's just been helpful to keep in mind that we're all like that.

I love Ren Faire/Con chic. I don't care about historicity, I wanna wear pirate outfits with lace up boots and a longsword. I wanna look like a bad 80's fantasy movie. Masters of the Universe core.

they put my blood through every test under the sun and yet nowhere in the pages and pages of lab reports do they tell me what my blood type is

your neutrophils absolute? 2.71. anion gap? why, that's 11! hemoglobin A1C? a solid 5.4. and don't fret, champ—your VLDL (calculated) is a cool 12. real fascinating stuff. hm? what's that? you want to know what kind of blood you have? like, so you won't have to look your next ER nurse in the eye and tell her you have no clue what type you have right after giving her a date of birth that confirms you are over 30 years old? psh, don't be silly! we can't tell you that! it's a ✨secret✨

don't shave your legs this summer HOLD THE FUCKING LINE

Having a "stupider people have done this" attitude about the things you want to do can open so many doors