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Sometimes I have no idea what the fuck I'm talking about. I just say shit in hopes that someone else can figure out what the hell that even meant. Like the Oracle of Delphi except I'm stone cold sober.

i cant fucking take it anymore. (standing perfectly still, is not visibly stressed, appears normal)

“what’s stopping you from-“ listen i am so so sleepy

and like. broke

"if i was orpheus i would simply not turn around" yes you would. if you were orpheus and you loved eurydice, you would. to love someone is to turn around. to love someone is to look at them. whichever version of the myth — he hears her stumble, he can't hear her at all, he thinks he's been tricked — he turns around because he loves her. that's why it's a tragedy. because he loves her enough to save her. because he loves her so much he can't save her. because he will always, always turn around. "if i was orpheus i would simply —" you wouldn't be orpheus. you wouldn't be brave enough to walk into the underworld and save the person you love. be serious

Watching Wolfwalkers isn't enough...I need to inject it into my veins