fans of characters that hate vulnerability will be like “i cant wait until they cry 😍 cant wait until the weight of their emotions breaks them 😍”

It's me, I'm fans.

But then I immediately get sad myself and want to hug them so hard till they stop crying

Physically I'm here.

Mentally I'm having hot sex with my favourite fictional character.

Basically what having a Tumblr blog feels like:

Hi, yes, this is my trash wall. Feel free to have a look around.

I am NOT normal and I resent any implication that I may ever become so

fic: and there was only one bed

me, gasping: oh my god and there was only one bed

Henry Cavill builds a PC:

Me:

Everybody shut up I’m sinking into a daydream universe where I’m loved and nothing is wrong

Me: *reads fan-fiction so I can feel the love and affection that I’m not getting*

I..I FEEL SO ATTACKED!!!

me, alone in my room, ready to act out the scene i‘m imagining in my head:

me after being diagnosed w sleepy bitch disease

That Big Mood when you’re sleepy and tired all day but as soon as the clock strikes midnight you want to draw and paint and steal the mona lisa and do some cart wheels