I Was Not Made To Contribute To Society I Was Made To Sit In My Room And Knit And Read And Write And

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i wish i was a boy so that boys would wish i was a girl so they could fuck me is that anything

it's everything. i understand you anon.

so embarrassing to get obsessed with your own oc but it doesn't fuel you creatively or motivate you at all you just sort of sit there. like yeah I've been thinking a lot about blorbo from my mind. no images of them exist in the world and they have maybe 3 personality traits so far. I would rather die than attempt to write about them. I've spent the last 48 hours rotating them in my brain though

wake up besties, new quiz just dropped 😌

take a shot for every tv show i started watching because i thought the popular gay ship was canon only to realize the reality was much worse (one is gay but the other is ‘straight’ but they’re codependent and weird about it)…

He's just an Angel... I know.

Good Omens (2019-)

Writers suffer from tinker bell brain they need constant applause or they start believing everything they’ve written is horseshit

I put my best of queen collection in my car so now I can at least feel like a 6000 year old demon when I get stuck in construction work every time I go home

not now kitten mommy’s about to become an academic victim because of exams

"i would kill for you" "i would die for you" okay but would you forgive me if i forgot something important for the 51204th time in a row even though i tried my best to remember