Sometimes You Just Gotta Say "oh Brother" And Move On

They aren't wrong

and you get a little heart <3 and you get a little heart <3 and you get a little heart <3

i hope i am not just a mutual to you but also the strange creature in your bushes that makes you say “jesus fucking christ what was that”

the holy grail types of fanfic

ive decided to become a Lawful Good edgelord abt driving a car. *looks broodily away from you* what's wrong...? no, you wouldn't understand. I've been burdened with a great and terrible power. a lethal metal machine that obeys my every whim but which whispers dark things to me...tempting me to move ever faster, to grow careless in my movements... I've seen this power corrupt many others. my father. my great-aunt veronica. I've seen them neglect the wisdom of the turn signal. I've seen them text while driving. every day I must remain vigilant lest I become over-used to this dark power......

Writing isn't the hobby. Being insane about little fake people is the hobby. Writing is just the only outlet i have for that

peak philosophy in ao3 tags

lost one of my closest friends when he suddenly passed in the middle of the night. had to get up and open the store we worked for seven hours later, he was scheduled to be there with me just like every weekend morning.

it goes on, it sucks, but it goes on.

one of the most fucked up aspects of being an adult is really how life-goes-on everything is. like you can be dealing with the most fucked up trauma-drama-grief and still have to sleep and eat food to survive and like. poop. pooping while you're really sad shouldn't be a thing but it is. we don't have a say in the matter. life goes on