Vivan le femmine, viva il buon vino!

“my child is fine” your child has had the same opera on repeat for more than two months because nothing else brings her joy anymore

I hate change, I’m scared of change, I need something big in my life to change soon or else I’ll go crazy

filtering down ao3 results from 14000 to 6 based on a single tag is foul. im sorry none of you are as enlightened as me ig.

do you ever feel yourself fail a charisma check in real time

Stop normalizing football

*turns my attention inwards* mmmmm. no *turns my attention back outwards* oh god

turn your attention to The Character

#Cast your gaze upon this wretched thing - tags from @destinyandcoins

(voice of a person spiralling) its embarrassing but i still havent figured out if its ok for me to be alive

im realizing very fast that people do not in fact know that sometimes things in stories suck on purpose and it sucking is the point

so ive been thinking again and it's not going great

hey sorry but we came behind your boyfriend and cast a thong of fire about him. yeah and then hewed him with a black axe, and a white flame sprang up from his helm as it was cloven. and this is awkward but we kind of beat him into dust with our maces?? yeah, idk. his banner was really nice though! blue and silver. yeah no i don't think you can get it back. we kind of trod it into the mire of his blood. yeah and the field was lost. sorry man. tears unnumbered and all that.

i cant pick shit up or section my hair or fish stuff out of a jar or flip sth on a red hot pan or make holes and cut through shit anymore but!!!! i can play the piano again!!!!!! sick

i also gotta completely relearn how to type now lol