North Blue ✧

“i never see you at the club” ok well i never see you on ao3 at 2am reading about the same two bitches falling in love for the 1000th time in the 500th way

museum date but i spend the whole time crying over the concept of history and time

*favorite character comes on screen* *traces a heart around them with my cursor*

Being crazy about a piece of media for any amount of time will leave a weird mark on you forever because years later you’ll see someone posting something about it like “can we talk about this frame” and you’ll be like “ah that frame. i know all about that frame. I was once a scholar of that frame.”

“can mutuals dm you?” my mutuals can fire me from a cannon through a brick wall, looney tunes style. as long as we’re all having fun

it’s never a normal temperature anymore it’s always some fucking bullshit

I be like “idc” then have an anxiety attack.