tmi doesn't exist to me. I love information

I’m just an easy mark for dumb pilot humor. Today the captain was like “we’re now at altitude, feel free to move around, my one rule is you must stay inside the plane” and I lost it. It’s funny because you would die a horrible death akin to standing unencumbered on Pluto

a talking point i often see when defending the consumption of dark content is that it’s a coping mechanism for those with trauma which is very valid and true but i also want to make this abundantly clear: you can like dark content for no reason. you can enjoy fucked up shit in fiction because it’s enjoyable and entertaining. trauma is not required as a ticket for entry. enjoy your dark content bc it’s fun and sexy and don’t let anyone take that away from you

reblog if you love to see that shit that was fucking crazy

obsessed w actors who are obsessed with their own characters like not in a weird “method acting” way or whatever but in a yeah this is my character and this is the novel length backstory i wrote for them in my head and here’s the thought process behind the line i improvised and here’s what i think they did after the ending and whether or not they like olives on their pizza

“My blorbo from my job”

well i'll just go ahead and get it out of the way : good morning. i know that's what you sick tuesday freaks want to hear..........

welcome to my epic fantasy world. we have many developed fantasy kingdoms with 2000 years of rich lore and history. and to the south you can see the evil sand people and to the east theres japanchina.

be sooo careful when listening to music. songs can happen to you

I'm not phone addicted. I'm friend addicted. It's not my fault that for some cruel and senseless reason my friends live in my phone

i hate a recipe for a dish with "marry me" in the name. fuck off. gives tradwife energy i will not elaborate

making a recipe called "divorce me no prenup" the way you're gonna want at least half

“i asked chatgpt-” ohhh ok so nothing you are about to say matters at all

Sure, boss, I’d still be ya henchman if you was a woim

"just write a little every day" ok but what if i write nothing for 3 weeks and then suddenly type like i’m being hunted by god

Exactly. It's like putting armor on your immune system. I trust my skin but this bulletproof vest is way more effective at stopping bullets.

Stop saying “there are plenty of fish in the sea”. I’ve got my eye on one specific, emotionally distant salmon with commitment issues

I'm personally after the white whale that took my leg

I also want the whale that took this guys leg

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