My Brain When I Enter Any Public Space:

I need an outlet for my marauders brainrot, so here I am, crawling back to tumblr

moss and roy are truly girlboss/malewife

Apparently my younger sibling got a 50% on math homework that I helped them with absolutely devastated im at uni for engineering

I keep having to skip club meetings for my school's writing society and it feels like the universe is challenging me to persevere and prove to myself how important writing is to me.

Alternatively, it's trying to save the world from what I might birth into it.

“fuck you, my child is fine-”

Ma'am, your child is a writer

the one purpose of a book is to make information easily available, a task which this university-appointed engineering data book fails miserably at accomplishing

Get his ass, Gertrude.