WELCOME

*don't stop me now by queen plays as i lay bleeding to death in walmart*

reblog if your family has a plastic bag with plastic bags inside

I love being asleep and I love being in bed but I hate GOING to bed because it requires so many small rituals and bedtime activities i wish i could just automatically transport myself into bed the moment i get sleepy already with my teeth brushed, in my pajamas, phone set down to charge, entire body marinating in an artisanal mix of 17 herbs and spices and sealed in a sous vide bag, etc 

loving and being loved is feeling the sun from both sides

Gentle reminder: let yourself rest.

I really do hate thinking. I wish I were feral and illiterate

please be gentle with yourself. you’re trying. if it’s taking you longer than you thought to achieve something or get somewhere that’s okay. try not to compare yourself to others too much because not everyone gets to where they need to be right away. you’re alive that’s what matters. keep trying. you’ll get there.

actually ive decided that infinity war just needs to be 2.5 hours of peter parker trying his best to address various adult superheroes as politely as possible and struggling a lot. attempts range from “your majesty mr panther sir” (accepted with only a small twitch of the lips & shuri giggling a lot) to “starlord”, which earns him 2 hours of riotous mockery from a talking raccoon

“Peter. Mr. Man was my father. Just call me Ant.”

“I already have an aunt tho”

she’s trying (i’m she)