dancing on an avalanche

[In a room where it's all quiet]: Wow it's like a western front in here

getting an evil spirit put inside you without your knowledge or consent is basically a classic childhood experience

more girl rivalries in fiction should end in them having sex with eachother

Normal groceries like milk or bread or whatever running out is whatever. Just anotha day. But when stuff like salt or cooking oil or rice runs out it feels like You’re supposed to be here for me and you’re leaving. You’re just like everyone else

not my circus not my monkeys but thanks to my mutuals i know some of the lore

don’t worry about the ‘dies irae’ notes in my leitmotif i’m totally fine

your mom jokes don't work when you know someone too well. I would never be in bed with such a wicked woman. That's not even what I had your mom saying last night. I wouldn't speak to her.

your mom jokes don't work when you know someone too well. I would never be in bed with such a wicked woman. That's not even what I had your mom saying last night. I wouldn't speak to her.

pissing is actually a trauma response to drinking water

being a jack of all trades is dope as fuck honestly. it's like I'm doing crop rotation inside my own brain

to be honest, i only personally care about plotholes when they appear in writing i already have a bunch of other problems with. if i like something enough, i'll give it a pass/invent an explanation in my head. i can't find the exact quote, but roger ebert said something about this. to paraphrase: "the movie's problem wasn't [such and such inconsistency], its problem was that i was bored enough to be thinking about that."

when i was a kid i was so mad all the time bc i thought someday i'd have to be somebody's wife i didn't know it was optional. is everybody reminding the young girls in their lives that it's optional.

they call me the avoider for reasons i don't really want to talk about

birds are so privileged for being able to sit on top of street lamps and judge people. i wish i was up there