eeyore my beloved

whenever I tell a story I feel like Uncle Colm from Derry Girls

it’s so special to me that so much of fan culture is textual analysis for the love of the game. like thank god there are people in my phone who are also thinking about this thing i love so much that they are writing transformative fiction as character studies and setting clips of the show to music with theme-relevant lyrics and writing long text posts analyzing every line of dialogue like!! yay!!!

I love jaywalking with another pedestrian lol we’re unionized

sweatpants and tanktop is the lingerie of the proletariat

maybe I like talking about the weather okay…… it’s not awkward to me. we’ve both been outside today and the sun and clouds were there too, let’s discuss.

every ship is queer platonic if you lock in hard enough

What a privilege it is to age. What a blessing. What a miracle.

still living with my parents as an adult is just like. i'm grateful to not have to pay for groceries. i have to get out of here. i'm grateful to have a roof over my head and not have to pay rent. i have to get out of here. i'm grateful to not have to worry about sending out endless job applications that all lead to nowhere. i have to get out of here. i'm grateful i'm grateful i'm so fucking grateful. i have to get out of here

i was so fucking sad when i was 14 and now when i fold my laundry or see a pool of moonlight on the floor of my bedroom i know that miracles exist. i see love in everything. love sees everything in me too

well when all else fails at least there’s daydreaming about your oc getting tortured and abused and experimented on and assaulted and dehumanized and torn apart and surgically modified and

when I talk about the weather it isn't small talk. I actually care about it and I want to discuss

love when you go to an aquarium and you really hit it off with one of the fish