happy valentine’s day to hozier. thank you for blessing us with political calls to action within love songs.
love is and always will be an act of defiance
people who call someone new a skip clearly do not fall in love just a little ol’ little bit everyday with someone new
GET A ROOM?! Take a Hint - Victorious
self discipline is so hard like. i know the sucker who's in charge...a pushover who hates authority and loves hedonism
hey (with the intention of stealing a Lexus, being detectives riding around picking up clues, naming our children Jackie and Wilson and raising them on rhythm and blues)
liiiike don’t make me say it…. 😅😅
ugh what a misunderstanding!!!
(this is NOT to mean that the other songs are bad)
AFFIRMATIONS
There is no shame in taking a few tries to get it right
Everyone struggles with fine motor skills from time to time
I can do fine motor activities
I can locate a port and plug in a cable
I can plug my phone in on the first try
I can plug my phone in while sober
BBC Sherlock does not exist
I can do hard things
rb to give your mutuals a silly little paper valentine card and a red heart shaped lollipop 💖
They're always messing around
nobody talks about how much of writing is just you staring at a blank document, begging your brain for one good sentence.
me every night before going to bed (real)
if i ever tell you "i cant possibly read a book in a day!" i am LYING. i am a FUCKING LIAR. because last night i read a 50k word fanfic in three fucking hours.
I love that thing when people get a little bit tongue-tied and garble what they’re trying to say so they make a little “blegh” 👅 noise and start over. verbal reset button. hitting the top of the tv to unscramble the signal
it's me, i'm the guy
dealer of any otc pain med you could imagine
guy who has ibuprofen: I have ibuprofen if you need it btw
A bad photoshop will always be funnier than an AI image no matter what
I find it funny when queer fantasy stories are written in a setting where homophobia doesn't exist, but there's a ~forbidden romance~ element coming from some completely different, fantastical prejudice. Like
"Son, I don't care if you suck dick, but no child of mine will be sharing a bed with a goddamn necromancer!"
ever so slowly i am loosing my self control
aka i'm about to start spouting absolute NONSENSE into this void i've made all cozy
being on tumblr is like being in a car in a parking lot
like it's technically public, but you're also sorta in your own little bubble, and people have to be Actively trying to listen in order to hear you, if they're even aware that you're speaking at all. and then sometimes you accidentally bonk the horn with ur elbow and suddenly the whole parking lot knows you're a virgin
the most annoying stage of burnout is when i want to write, and i have the urge to write, and somewhere in my skull are the words that want to be written, but they have to get through the cursed minotaur maze first and nobody remembered to bring string
and i yearn
For endless nights spent beneath stars; for the sweet embrace of cold, numbing dark.
To take the worries from my mind, deposit them in a safe, not to open till morn.
For the patter of rain over an old tin roof; for the sound of frogs as they praise the skies.
To remind me of life worth living, as much as I cry, even just for the smallest of things.
For mornings spent as the sunrises over the beach; for evenings spent amongst the marsh.
To slow down, breathe, and remember the childlike wonder of the world around me.
so few people understand the art of the pseudo nap
peak philosophy in ao3 tags
'ao3 needs a like and dislike button'
what you need, my algorithm-rotten minded friend, is a grip
memes are fun and relatable and all that, but don't let them discourage you. all of that stuff that doesn't make it into the final product is part of how the final product gets made