In My Mind Somewhere There Is A Version Of Myself Dedicated To Screaming I Dont Want An Angry Man In

in my mind somewhere there is a version of myself dedicated to screaming “i don’t want an angry man in my house” 24 hours 7 days a week

as an Arkansan i break the law at least once a week

The spelling/pronunciation of the words "colonel", "corps", "Arkansas", "(British) lieutenant", "draught", "gauge", "ennui", and "pronunciation" (and anything else you can come up with in the tags)

I love ever after high, if you think about the implications of their universe for longer than three seconds it turns into psychological horror

i think i figured it out! it isn’t that i fall in love with people because of their beauty, it’s that because i have fallen in love with who they are, they appear infinitely more beautiful to me

to learn you can rest without being “lazy,” to learn you can be upset without being told you complain too much, to learn you can want things without being called “selfish,” to learn that people can raise their voices without yelling at you, to learn that mistakes don’t mean you aren’t trying. the world is an incredible place

sounds silly but. one of the greatest things ever as someone with a trauma background is learning that things aren't inherently as bad or as scary as I thought. it IS possible to assemble Ikea furniture without arguments. is IS possible to discuss boundaries without having something thrown at me for speaking out of turn. it IS possible to spend hours on end sharing your favourite things with your favourite people, and not get called annoying for it. the world is an incredible place