guys its ok :)

downloaded an evil pirated rom of a classic video game off the dark web and the malevolent spirit inside it was fully intending to kill me until it hicjacked my webcam and saw my room and now it just feels sorry for me. yeah. it's helping me fill out job applications now. it saw me take down some empty bottles and it was genuinely really.proud of me. i think it sees itself as like a mother figure. when i do really good it lets me play my favorite levels but it changes things around a little so it feels new again because it knows i appreciate that and i deserve to be rewarded for beingnthe good girl i am. yeah. i dont even think its evil anymore i think its just really personally invested in me

did you take your fucking meds

priest kink but midway through sex you find out he's one of those liberal protestant priests so it's like not even a big deal for him. and he just wanted to fuck you for normal reasons

and it didn't even symbolise anything when he sighed and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt and put his clerical collar on the dresser by the side of the bed. his neck was just feeling a bit tight

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“everyone is mad at me and they just won’t tell me” —> “no one has said anything about being mad at me and i haven’t done anything to warrant being mad at so if someone is silently fuming about me and not saying anything that’s their problem and actually quite weird of them and i can effortlessly move on with my life”

this took SUCH a huge deal of unlearning because, like so many of you, i came out of a home where being quietly in trouble WAS the default state, and i DID grow up not just with the assumption but borderline religious conviction that Everyone Is Mad At Me, I Am Bad, I Must Exist In A Constant State of Attempting to Pacify The Natural Rage I Inspire In Everyone. and no it actually turns out that my family are the freaks . and yours are too

y'all remember when we glomped?

person who genuinely hates themselves so much they can barely look anyone in the eye: i must remain humble lest my hideous ego spiral out of control

ezra bridger really is the character of all time. he ragebaits darth vader. he tells people he’s jabba the hutt and lando calrissian. he once said he was commander brom titus TO commander brom titus himself. he successfully recruits space whales, cats, and wolves to help the rebellion. he repeatedly gets captured and always finds a way to escape. he’s a teenage orphan who becomes a rebel lieutenant commander and a jedi padawan, all because he decided to steal a couple of crates from the empire

Thank-you to all of my new Internet stranger friends for being so gracious about having my post shoved onto your dashboards. I loved reading all of your kind tags and comments! Both Martin and Bosco have been gone for several years now but for 24 hours, they felt very present in my life. I greatly appreciate this gift. ❤️

Reblog to have your dashboard be visited by the spirit of joy that death can end but not erase.

Love that this is well beyond 7000 people now and still going

@leavescrown Exactly! It’s a beautiful gift. Martin and Bosco out there travelling around the Tumblr community, continually making new friends.

reblog if its friday and you made it

the thing about being bullied for being weird as a kid is that even if you've always embraced being weird your brain is still always looking for the line where it's too much. you can be as proudly and intentionally weird as you want and you can love being weird but your mind is still convinced there's a point where you get too weird and people start treating you like a weird looking bug again. also it feels like you reach that point 500 times a day even if everyone you've spoken to today found you pleasant and likable and even if you're completely alone in your house with nobody looking at you at all.