how softly it rains on the roofs

I engage with fiction in a normal way. don’t look at my blog

its awesome that neither mind reading nor god are real and all of the thoughts inside of your head are completely private and consequenceless forever #myprivacy

what a privilege it is to come home to a little animal that loves you like you're their whole world.

I heart prey animal rage I love when characters are fucking insane with terror

When they're not dangerous like a hunter but dangerous like a spooked horse kicking your skull in

Let's hear it for prey animal rage let's hear it for killing everyone else in the world before you'll let them catch you

having unwashed hair will have you believing shit like i can’t be saved

starting to think some of yall arent serious bout finding beauty in the grotesque

whatever happens happens but sometimes it would be nice if it didn’t happen

if you're really chill about a lot of stuff, you will eventually become The Person Who Can Be Told Things and unlock a secret extra layer of knowledge about your friends