i am out with lanterns looking for myself

I've been running from autism and bisexuality accusations for years atp ngl

god's weakest soldier is scrolling tumblr instead of being productive or participating in any of their hobbies

they're saying spending 2 hours in the word doc changing words slightly to be more specific and evocative and moving endless commas around is one of the most noble and respected things that you can do

you've met me at a very "yeah i'm trying to work on that" time in my life

Having a blorbo is so embarrassing like sorry I have to go and self regulate by looking at The guy

chatgpt didn’t invent the emdash and they can’t fucking have it. it’s mine.

life is so hard when you’re a very lazy girl by nature but you also want to do a lot of things in your one wild and precious life

january was five months, february was normal, march was about three weeks, and april so far has been about twenty minutes.

ao3 asking if i want to see mature content. do i want to see birds in the sky. do i want to feel the wind in my hair and the grass under my feet

Tbh I don't understand anyone who denies their favorite character's flaws and acts like they've never done anything wrong when that is like consistently the most interesting part of any character ever

astonishing how good it can feel to get some chores done sometimes. you’ll be sitting there like damn i am some type of horrid little smeagol like creature who should be crushed to death. but then you do some laundry and you’re like wrow. im actually gods most fuckable soldier.

i dont need a job. loving that fictional character IS my job and my salary is $0

I want to be heard (doesn’t speak) I want to be understood (doesn’t explain) I want to be seen (acts like if a missing person was right in front of everybody)