You, Inej. You.

i need to imagine some scenarios

oh wow you’re not gonna believe this but turns out i was unnecessarily anxious for no reason. how unexpected

maybe orpheus always looks back because his very effort to reverse death means that he can't look forward. if he could look forward, he could accept eurydice's death, grieve, and keep moving in life. his refusal to accept her death is looking back. his going down to the underworld, asking hades and persephone for her life, trying to lead her out... it's all 'looking back'. he does nothing for the entire story except look back. orpheus! looks! back! it's his entire thing! the story ends the same way it begins: orpheus looked back.

AUGHHHHHH

summer thunderstorms are one of the most romantic things in the world, actually

the tragedy of tumblr is you will inevitably meet people who you should be having a sleepover with. you should be rolling around on their floor and rummaging through their fridge and watching shitty movies with. you should be shopping with should be going out to a cafe with should be wandering through the aquarium with. people who you should be experiencing quotidian joys with... and you cannot! because they live one million miles away

You make soup in a big bowl. You serve it in a smaller bowl. And then you convey it, using a spoon, to your mouth. But what is the spoon? Simply a smaller bowl still

fuck it. we blog

you’re laughing. they’re horrifically misinterpreting my favorite character’s personality and you’re laughing

what doesn’t kill me leaves a pit in my stomach that never goes away

the plot chickens (becomes scared of its own premise)

a cancelled show can be a dead wife

reading a good interesting book after a horrible reading slump and suddenly you can feel the sun shining again and the sky is more beautiful than ever and birds are all singing songs to you

phone in bed show me what I need to see