everytime you reblog this tumblr gets gayer

Me pretending not to have a hyperfixation while saving yet another +30k word fic of the same two idiots to read later

“trust your intuition” baby i have anxiety i can’t tell which is which sometimes

#me when it’s november 1st

god grant me the strength to send this email, the courage to send this email, and the wisdom to send this email

i’m a simple bisexual. i see a pretty person, i [aggrieved noise]

Babygirl I’ve created lore for fictional characters that are so complex you wouldn’t even comprehend

Me, on tumblr, for seven hours straight:

it’s called growth

me, posting stuff for over 7 different fandoms at random all on the same blog:

my celebrity crushes always start with “who the hell is this” and always turn into “that’s his right nostril I can tell”

All hot girls have one or more of the following

he ain't shit

never mind he texted me back

Nvm it was someone else. He still ain’t shit.

all I do is listen to music and think about my silly little fictional people