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Sleigh ride!
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Nothing personal, kid
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Vengeance!

OP disabled reblogs but it needs to be known
Sleigh ride!
🤺 🙎
Nothing personal, kid
🤺 🔫🕵♂️
Vengeance!
Alanis Morissette, Sorry to Myself/Haruki Murakami,1084
Fyodor Dostoevsky, from Selected Prose; "The Double,"
i saw a really cool butterfly expert man on PBS and was so in awe of him and his butterfly knowledge i tracked down the episode online to see how to spell his name and found his twitter and followed him, only for the next day to awaken to him having read not only my webcomic, but also my livetweets saying how i wanted to marry the butterfly man. he said he was flattered. anyway the moral of the story is please don’t underestimate how far down your twitter a bored entomologist will scroll, and also the internet was a mistake.
Ok am I, stupid or do a fair portion of the lyrics to Kiss From A Rose just not make any sense at all
Why do your eyes get "larger" when it snows. What the fuck is a gray. Seal. Seal I am talking to you. Seal.
this is hilarious actually.
if something is avoidable then you can bet your sweet ass that i’ll avoid it
best advice i ever got as a writer was to pick a hobby that i hated more than writing and stick with it. i’m a runner now and it’s miserable and i Hate It and writing is so lovely in comparison. bonus: i’m in excellent shape and running gives you a lot of time to think about writing. i’ve solved a lot of plot complications while running.
This is such funny advice. Writing is so excruciating, you gotta take up Self Torture so that writing feels like a fun little break 😭
Are you struggling with being a writer? Well Have You Tried Poison Testing As A Hobby,
Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; “The Fear”
[Text ID: “I am afraid / I will love you forever / and we will never be / in the same room / again.”]
I am both wound and knife
Maria Nephele: A Poem in Two Voices, Odysseus Elytis ( @feral-ballad ) | Giuditta con la testa di Oloferne, Fede Galizia | Judith, August Riedel | Ideology, Aria Aber ( @cithaerons ) | Courage, Anxiety and Despair: Watching the Battle, James Sant | Vigil, Clementine von Radics
Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; “You are on the floor crying”
[Text ID: “And you have been / on the floor crying / for days. / And that is you / being brave. / That is you getting through it / as best you know how. / No one else can decide / What your tough looks like.”]
when mitski said “you’re the breeze in my austin nights” and when franz kafka said “you are the knife i turn inside myself” and when phoebe bridgers said “you’re the gun in my lips that will blow my brains out”. do you think that all meant the same exact thing.
“i used to think i was smart but you made me look so naive” don’t do this to me
having to ask people if you’re still hanging out is one of the worst things ever . like is our playdate still on? im gonna stab myself
when the 1975 said "you do make me hard, but she makes me weak", when taylor swift said "my love should be celebrated, but you tolerate it" when harry style said "even my phone misses your call, by the way" when olivia rodrigo said "well, I hope, I was your favourite crime" when frank ocean said "i will always love you until the time we die" and when taylor swift said "I never thought we'd have a last kiss."
"preachers daughter is about religious trauma! preachers daughter is about generational trauma!" have you considered that preachers daughter is a cautionary tale about what happens when you trust a man from florida
screaming
*pacing around in circles like a dog* it’s fine it’s fine it’s sssoooooo fine i’m normal
milf (myself i’d like to forgive) and dilf (despair i’d like to forget)
one of the many reasons Fleabag is so heartbreaking and relatable is because no one ever chose her. Not her family. Not her lovers. Not her supposed “soulmate”. The one person that picked her died. She was no one’s choice or option, not even to herself. The way we can feel her loneliness through the screen is enough to make me collapse into a mess of tears on the ground and shake uncontrollably