I think we should all quit our jobs and write explicit fanfic instead

Im fucking addicted to blanket

found the guy

absolutely hate it when the pleasurable activity procrastination hits. i’m going to do something fun that brings me joy but not yet. yeah, not yet. not yet. maybe i shouldn’t do it at all, it’s not that fun

Having to clean the shower is so fucking annoying. It’s clean in there. That’s where I go to get clean. It’s clean dude trust me. Stop fucking growing bacteria and stuff man this is the clean locale. You’re embarrassing me in front of the sink

we need playing pretend now more than ever

anyone else ever wish they could lie down harder? Like, I'm already horizontal, but I need more horizontal. I need to be absorbed by the floor. I think that would fix me

art will save you, being unreasonably passionate about something niche will save you, letting past sources of joy show you the way back to yourself will save you, earnestness over composure will save you, the natural world will save you, caring for something bigger than yourself will save you, daring to be seen will save you, kindness not as a whim but a principle will save you, appreciation as a practice will save you, daring to try something new will save you, grounding will save you, love will save you, one good nights sleep will save you

God the 11 year old girls you put on this earth to climb trees and play with plastic animals are buying foundation at the drug store

it was so wild when people used to post "i'm 12 away from my next hundred!!!" and their mutuals would reblog it and be like "FOLLOW THEM!!!" and then people WOULD and people used to post "looking for blogs to follow...i like these things" and then list their interests and then people would rb and follow them and people would do follow forevers and create and engage with ask games and tag games and sleepover saturday and reblog posts and it was so much fun and i miss it