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You need to start unironically loving stupid things again and maybe realize they're not so stupid afterall
i am so so normal about media and have exactly zero mental illnesses
actually no, we're not "dating". we're bound together for infinity. like the stars. so, fuck you, actually.
I love ships where one of them desperately needs to hear they are loved and Good Enough i’m sure it means nothing about me lol
" on some days i don't miss my family
on some days i do
on some days i think i'd feel better
if i tried harder
most days i know that's not true "
im gods favorite open wound
When you punish a person for dreaming his dream, don't expect him to thank or forgive you
need a polite way to say "im not engaging in a discussion on this topic with you because the conclusions you have reached are based on so many interwoven layers of misconceptions it would be easier to just like, hard reset your whole brain, just start over as a baby and try again"
something genuinely insane about going somewhere and getting to feel “i had some of the worst years of my life here” and “i was loved here, once” simultaneously.
good morning let’s hear it for Mildly Cool Outside a round of applause for Mildly Cool Outside
i really do love describing things as "dogshit". best word in the english language for when things are dogshit.
too many days off work and i start web weaving again
my zero note flop posts will outlive all of you
from The New York Times
sometimes you look at two characters and think you guys should've just eaten each other it would've saved everyone else a lot of trouble
I learn everything the hard way btw
the target audience for this post is literally no one it's just me sorry about that if nothing else take this as a music rec post, links to shit under the cut
bleed out (the mountain goats) + howl | getting into knives (the mountain goats) + sorrow | my back is killing me baby (car seat headrest) + zombie | pushing daisies (julie) + madame x | threads (now, now) + amethyst | lush (snail mail) + summer | before the world was big (girlpool) + ouija
I can’t keep pretending I don’t just wanna full force bite somebody’s throat out of their neck