so what's the wish?

its not even shipping its just posting what they did

onto better things thursday

Do NOT let family obligations keep you from thinking about yaoi.

matching best friends t-shirts idea one says ‘the wound they will carry for the rest of their life➡️’ and the other. just says ‘⬅️best friend’

rpf is so serious to me. except not the way some of you do it. but its so serious. dead serious. not like youre thinking though. in a different way than that. still completely serious though

"ethical rpf" pisses me off i'm writing about hitting him with a belt

tbh i love hear me outs but i also love the opposite of hear me outs where it’s like nearly everyone thinks they’re fuckable except you

count me outs

EVERYONE get in the tags rn and tell me your favorite cheese

don't be mean to yourself that's you

you live there

i do not “delete sentences” when they start “hindering the plot” i COPY PASTE THEM into a SEPARATE DOC made just for keeping all my USELESS LINES that i will also NEVER USE so therefore i should JUST DELETE THEM but i DONT because id FEEL BAD if i did

You don't actually have to kill your darlings. You can just put them in the oubliette #myoubliette

is that song actually character-coded or is your brain a character-shaped hammer looking for lyrics to nail down somewhere

microdosing hell by being awake and literate

“Do it scared” “do it alone” are all great tips, but my biggest takeaway from therapy is do it messy. This is especially true if you’re getting out of a burnout, which I experience often. Literally just do it messy. You don’t need to pick the perfect trail to walk, the perfect playlist to listen to, whatever the fuck it is. You don’t need to have a meticulous to do list and wake up at the exact time you planned and drink the exact amount of water you planned to drink. Like the biggest thing for people like me to remember is sometimes it’s okay to do it messy. Put on a random yt workout and just get it done in sweats. Do 5 minutes of a daunting task and go from there. Sometimes just getting up is a win during intense burnouts or depressive funks. Literally just do it messy.

I kind of miss the impulsivity that certain spaces used to allow. oh you want a hair cut today? hairdresser in the corner can fit you in before her 2 o’clock. tattoo of a cobra… sure leg or arm? even concerts, back when you could go to the box office thirty mins before any show. not saying these things don’t exist at all, but everything feels booked five months in advance and 10x more expensive

formative years? aren’t they all?

show me a permanent self and i will show you a facade or a corpse