forgive my northern attitude

if i ever tell you "i cant possibly read a book in a day!" i am LYING. i am a FUCKING LIAR. because last night i read a 50k word fanfic in three fucking hours.

there's no greater betrayal than finally starting to read a book you've had sitting for months on your shelf or your desk or your nightstand and then finding out it's bad. like. i gave you a fucking home.

tbh the real advice I’d give to anyone is, do shit alone. go to a museum & go at your own pace & leave the instant you’re done. go somewhere you’ve never been and just wander around, duck into & out of places as it pleases you. linger as long as you’d like.

also is anyone else picturing purgatory as like a big glass dome that has like sprinklers and gas pipes and stuff to simulate the disaster effects

so pretty much the hunger games… yeah that makes sense.

y'all know that story about a mother and her child who was replaced with a changeling by a fae(?) and when she went to get her child back the fae made her choose between the two children and she took both of them??? charlie slimecicle if you can hear me-