smile and smile and be a villain

i used to think life would never treat me well and now i’m like. life is good and bad and hurtful and loving and kind and uncaring and thoughtless and discerning and bountiful and unforgiving and cruel and holds its arms wide open waiting for me to either lean in or let go and i get to do that over and over and over again

Folks have got to understand that they probably aren't messed up by some Secret Big Trauma that they just can't remember; but rather by a million tiny microtraumas that they do mostly remember but don't even register as traumatic because nobody actually understood that these things would cause trauma, much less stack on each other over the years.

​let me get this straight: the people who ship ten with the s3 companion really are out there pressuring and harassing fic writers into changing the course of their story purely to suit their shipping tastes because they didn’t fucking bother reading the warnings/tags? and they’re comparing tenrose shippers to KKK members out of sheer pettiness? all over a fucking crackship???