*Osamu And Suna Talking In A Break*

*Osamu and Suna talking in a break*

Osamu: you know i don't really care much about the calories man, if i wanna eat it i eat it. i don't wanna regret anything in my life

Suna: is there really nothing you regret not eating?

Osamu: oh yea, just one thing.. not eating Atsumu back in the womb

here’s a little comparison for people who say engagement hasn’t gotten that bad and anyone who complains is ungrateful.

these are two posts from my first go round on tumblr circa 2014-2017, my most popular gifset of all time

& a text post

notice how the ratio is about even on likes to reblogs?

here’s from this go around, my most popular gifset

and my most popular fic

do you see how that’s discouraging?

i love being on this site. i love the little community i’ve found and the people who follow me and the mutuals i’ve made friendships with and the mutuals that i’m still getting to know. i love it. but at a certain point it’s hard to justify spending so much time on works that get bad engagement.

reblog, comment, send asks. without them, this site doesn’t work.

me, the motherfucker with over 50 abandoned works in progress: i have an idea

“the fandom has decided - ” “everyone agrees that - ” “we all know that this is the only right way to - ”

ok so i do have adhd but i feel as though this somehow transcends it. I just made a cup of tea 10 minutes ago. Im in a very small room. It has disappeared. I didnt leave the room. It just escaped. It is gone. It never was. Wheres my tea. It couldnt have gone anywhere and yet it has. Did i drink it and eat the cup and forget? Where is my tea. I miss her. This is fucked