I'm Not Even Gonna Lie, I Think I'm More Lazy Than Introverted.

i'm not even gonna lie, I think I'm more lazy than introverted.

like, don't get me wrong. I hate most people especially bc it takes so much energy to communicate with them, but also like...

i don't like looking like shit in public?

me meltdowns are a private thing baby

only for me and my four walls

and possibly my bestie and our chat at like,,, 2AM-3AM

but like

for me to get out of my house and go into the city

it's a whole goddamn process and I'm usually not feeling it

like, physically going to school is a bother enough and to get out of my house multiple times a day if it's not for class?

fuck no.

give me ace characters who are unabashedly sexy and flirtatious.

give me aro characters who are emotional and clingy.

give me bi characters who can't even make eye contact with anyone, let alone flirt with them.

give me pan characters who are deadpan (haha get it) and have black cat energy.

give me non-binary characters who dress completely femme or masc, who don't “look non-binary”.

give me trans characters who don't completely pass as their gender but are still respected and not the butt of a joke.

fuck the stereotypes, give me more variety in queer representation.

9 minutes in...

why are Steve Rogers and I similar in the 'health issues' sense? where's my super soldier serum? we're even the same height at this point (5'4")

baby's first Marvel movie!!! (not counting Daredevil season 1, bc it's a series but I love it nonetheless)

I'm so excited!!!

Also, yes, I'm watching Captain America: The First Avenger (2011) while doing mathematics. I'm goofy like that (and yes I can multitask like this, been doing it for a decade now... still don't know how)

also, yes, that is a Robin (DC) little, lego figurine in the background, he keeps me safe and calm

They say daisies mean true love.

I remember running through a field, picking up every daisy I found, and making a flower crown out of them. The strong smell of the flowers surrounding me would stay with me, even in the city. In my nose, my hair, my mind. It was always present. ‘Till this day.