Please Don't

Bold of shows to try to decide who's the main character. I think that's up to me.

There’s something truly exquisite about stories where the real tragedy is the price you paid to stand on top of the world

Hollow victories … sacrificing your humanity on the altar of what you perceive to be the greater good … the loneliness of godhood … regret for the person you used to be … the realisation that there is no way back … *chef’s kiss*

I love using my phone in public surely I will not scroll past some strange image

this was animated by a man with anterograde amnesia who kept forgetting the last 10 frames he drew

Sorry to bring this back but I haven’t slept in weeks wondering how she could possibly be alive if eating one chicken nugget is this fucking difficult for her

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i never jack off. i watch porn and just nod my head with my hands firmly planted on the desk.

mr gorbachev STOOOOP LMAO no seriously STOP IIIITTTT

TAKE IT DOOOOWWWN LMAO STOOP

He stopped.

Ok so the thing about reading like books which are “predictable” is that I, a story enjoyer, go completely bonkers about it bc its like Enrichment in my Enclosure. A scene parallels another earlier scene between different characters thus serving to highlight the differences in their views and priorities???? A line makes me think “hmmm I bet that’s gonna be relevant later” ends up being relevant later????? I am a tiger chewing ice cubes out of a pumpkin. I’m so so happy. Please foreshadow more things. Throw the completely anticipateable plot beats at me like catnip mousies!!!!!

When I see a rifle on the wall, I want to see that rifle being fired! I’m literally on the sidelines shouting “Chekov! The gun! Get the gun, Chekov!”

The worst form of pseudo-philosophy is shit like "everything in reality is either Chaos or Order," "everything in reality is either Masculine or Feminine," "everything in reality is either Dark or Light" like dude you haven't discovered some deep truth about the universe you've literally just discovered Adjectives. I can say everything in reality is either Heavy or Light depending on whether I can lift it over my head but that doesn't give you any profound fuckin insight I'm just describing shit and yes this is about jordan peterson

she asked me if i believed in god and i told her that when i was four i almost drowned in a public pool and in my panic mistook a stranger for my father. i clawed my way up his leg. four years later he’d send my parents a picture of the scars alongside a tin of cookies. he said, “i hope she’s still okay. i carry her with me. it isn’t every day you save a life. it isn’t every day you feel like you were here for a reason. when it does happen, you have to cherish that memory. for once, i had a purpose. just being there was enough. she tore me open but she taught me a lot about love.”

seeing bts photos of toby stephens smiling widely while still dressed as flint is such a bizzare experience like who is this. flint would never