Me: *Rambling about tv show*

Friend: It’s just a tv show. Don’t look too much into it.

Me:  

You Won’t BELIEVE How Many Em-Dashes Local Writer Can Squeeze Into One 5K Word Fic

Just go ahead and @ me next time

when someone talks about their plans for the future for 5 seconds and i realise everyone around me has a rough idea where their life is going whilst im kind of just floating in the space-time continuum with no discernible goals or ambition

Do you ever notice yourself getting bad again…like, you know you’re not doing work that needs to be done, you know you’re not cleaning, you know you’re not taking care of yourself…you know all the things you need to do to start trying to feel better. But you just can’t. And you’re left feeling like shit bc you thought you were getting better but here we are

when ur scrollin’ thru ao3 and you come across a fic where the title is relatively long, and in all lowercase

#i feel called out on multiple levels

the fact that im considered an adult is both terrifying and hilarious

I had a bad day but then I watched 5 hours of television and absorbed the personalities & problems of television characters so I am doing good now

maybe if im under enough blankets, the Responsibilities wont be able to find me

team ‘im overly gay online because i don’t have a safe place irl to openly express myself’

me: im so tired of discourse me: who wants to hear my controversial opinions and then fist fight about it in a dark alley way at 3:26pm

how I learned photoshop: I clicked on a lot of things.