staying on the Tumblr ship til it sinks

hobbies should not take up this much space. there ought to be a hobby pocket dimension, where I am able to store everything I need in a breadbox that weighs no more than my cat.

bastille is correct. how AM i gonna be an optimist about this?

well if you close your eyes

No good. It almost feels like nothing changed at all

oh i’m sorry would you rather me beat an alive horse?

YOUR EMAIL FINDS ME ON THE FIELD OF BATTLE

A mosquito has escaped from the zoo

weather authorities reportedly issuing a severe "wednesday alert" for tomorrow

silmarillion fandom be like “___ my beloved I love them so much” and it’s a character jrr tolkien mentioned once in a footnote

very important for elf characters to freak the fuck out about the aging difference thing and pre-grieve like crazy and scream themself hoarse with denial when they can’t stop death itself and they still look the same as when they met the frail aged body that’s going cold beneath their touch and eventually settle into a numbness that they’ll call acceptance but they never really let anyone get as close as they did in the first century of their life unless they know they’re going to stick around as long as they will

“why are elves so snobby and exclusive and cut-off from everyone else” befriending you means they’ll end up burying you and your children and your grandchildren and they’ll still be young. exactly how many times do you think you could choose to do that. if you live through enough centuries, eventually you run out of days in the year to visit each grave.