hold up your hands and begin again.

this is a terrible time to be alive *remembers the latter half of the 14th century* this is a not so good time to be alive

hey op how do you remember the latter half of the 14th century

not fondly. I do not recall it fondly.

in many ways i am still my pretentious 14 year old self which is fine

when u look at 2017 and think “oh that’s only like 3 years ago” and it’s actually 12,000 years ago and everything is gone and everyone you know has been reduced to ash and the world is completely different

my dream as a fanfic writer is for one day, one of my fics to be someones comfort fic. like the fic that they reread when they don't feel good and want to be happy. i want my words to comfort someone one day

i wish it was 2010 i wish i could go to my grandparents house i wish i lived in a flickr photo

"never trust how you feel abt ur life after 9pm" is a spring & summer & fall rule. for winter it's never trust how u feel abt ur life after 4pm

Not to sound mushy, but stories about two lonely characters from vastly different worlds finding solace with each other always appeal to me

You know what makes it even better? If one of them is sort of evil.

ever since i learned abt the concept of networking i knew i was going to have to do everything alone and do it the hard way

best thing a male character can do is be dog-coded. second best thing a male character can do is sob hysterically

third best thing a male character can do is be a little gay about his best friend