i pinky promise

i am an unreliable narrator both because i do not remember and also i love to lie

i should make a pet mazda miata in tomodachi life later

am i even mentally ill or am i just living in some kind of infinite torture chamber that would make anyone like this

can’t imagine living in a world where authors aren’t allowed to explore darker themes and topics through literature

if every book i read had only characters that spoke and acted like they’d been attending tumblrs school of therapy for their entire lives i’d throw myself off a building

well have you considered that maybe the unstoppable force is in love with the immovable object

maybe the reason one refuses to stop and the other refuses to move is because they both long for the collision