i don't do much

don’t think i can call it a hyperfixation anymore fam im afraid im just long term insane about this piece of media

I think the "pre" and "post" parts in "preposterous" should cancel each other out but everyone else seems to find my idea completely erous

i think avoiding everything is going to save me for real this time

they should make a sleep that feels like you’ve slept

actually hate that the bodys response to anything is nausea. ate too much? nauseous. ate too little? nauseous. an imaginary threat got you scared? be nauseous. on your period? you guessed it. sawed into your hand and need to go to the emergency room? perhaps throwing up into your open wound will be of help

there’s a friday ass vibe about this wednesday boys keep your wits about you

writing isn’t hard. i just have to extract 80,000 words from my brain using sheer psychic force

god, your worst warrior needs money

YOU'RE A REGULAR WRITER! YOU CAN CRAFT A COMPLETE SENTENCE! YOU'RE A REGULAR WRITER! YOU USE THE RIGHT AMOUNT OF COMMAS! YOU'RE A REGULAR WRITER! YOUR PROSE IS GOOD AND RIGHT! YOU'RE A REGULAR WRITER! EVERYONE UNDERSTANDS YOUR VISION!

[ID: the above text post screenshotted and put over a still photo of Jacob Wysocki delivering the monologue that inspired the text post /ID]

The real slap in the face was Dustin saying “fuck the system” after the most generational queerbait possibly ever

The coming out scene felt like what straight people probably expect a coming out scene to be like, if I'm being honest. Impersonal and almost theatrical