Green Lights in the Sky

no other social media platform has lore quite like tumblr’s

the gods that haunt this place are unlike any others

every time I get carsick I imagine a writer describing me as “a man of delicate constitution” and I get sort of offended

“Why do people like a character who’s committed war crimes but hate this other character just because they’re annoying” because it’s fiction Susan, and being annoying in fiction is a greater sin than being a supervillain, because it won’t make me want to read about them. It isn’t difficult to understand

not to talk about doctor who but remember being a lonely depressed teenager and hearing him say '900 years of time and space and i've never met anyone who wasn't important'

i don’t lose hyperfixations they just go dormant until I hear something about it like a sleeper agent

Some of y’all haven’t become so disillusioned with your own reality that you spend years of your life daydreaming about entirely made up worlds and people and it shows

You can say Star Wars: The Force Awakens