Fight Me.

reblog to tell a 14 year old that these are the very, very hard years and they're not wrong to feel the way they do.

I had a fifteen minute long crying session yesternight over the fact that all I was 10 years ago, at the ripe old age of 14, is lost and lonely, and now, at 24, I am neither and that filled me with so much gratitude

you can choose one of two paths in academia, pretending to save the world or trying to prove what a creepy little genius you are

Now I'm no media literacy expert, but I think the "people base their knowledge of world events off headlines" problem would probably go down significantly if you could read more than the headline and first two paragraphs of an article without hitting a paywall

wedding dresses are white specifically so that if the bride goes axe-crazy you can rest assured you will see the blood stains all over her and it'll be sick as fuck

having a mixed fandom blog is kinda funny bc oh you thought you followed me for this one specific fandom? have fun when my brain fixates on a completely different genre of media<3