at least we stole the show

Sometimes you genuinely are too fatigued, in too much emotional or physical pain, too anxious, too overwhelmed or too burned out to do a certain thing - and you don’t have to hate yourself for that! You’re allowed to respect your mental and physical limits even when they’re inconvenient.

what you need to understand about recommending a show to me is that no matter how much we both know I'll like it, I can't watch it until the Neurodivergence Department in my brain approves it. I don't know when that will be, and I don't have any more control over it than you do.

FUCK. honestly just FUCK. We missed a very important day yesterday.

what was yesterday, cat?

I’m not missing it this year.

Does the ‘was’ entail you already have?

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I have searched everywhere for this I almost thought I hallucinated it

lord the women you put on earth to enjoy media are being forced to log in to outlook and microsoft teams

#i may project aspects of my person onto the characters/ocs of that fandom but me as a me is a Nothing to this world #naught but a little beast in the clouds watching things unfold with my opera glasses (tags by iravaid)

remember when you were 10 and you would hang out with your friends in order to Look At The Computer together like you went to their house and experienced the information superhighway together. and then leave

How fucking old are you people?

normal amount

literally how boring and dull do you have to be to dislike codependent relationships in fiction like where is the passion where is the devotion where is the worship that inevitably corrupts and destroys one if not both of them

we should all be allowed to vote slay or no slay on met gala looks and if the majority vote is no slay , a trap door opens underneath the person and they fall into a willy wonka-esque spiral hole that leads directly into hell

schrodinger's chekhov's gun. a detail in a story that looks like it should have some big payoff but it's too early to tell if that's relevant or if the author just has a passion for lovingly describing guns.

schrodinger's chekov's occam's razor: you find an inconsistent or inaccurate detail in a work that would be brilliant if it was foreshadowing a plot twist later on, but it's too early to tell whether the author expects you to be smart, and the simplest explanation is that they fucked up

i adore tumblr memes that are utterly incomprehensible to any outsider