A Black Cat Crossing Your Path Is Actually Good Luck On Account Of You Get To See A Cat

hey remember when hxh was FUN and not DOWNRIGHT DEPRESSING

reblog if youre an idiot. reblog if youre just a fucking fool.

this exchange is like a microcosm of all internet discourse

You ever catch yourself thinking "please don't ask what's wrong for the luvva god just ignore me if i seem upset" and it's the hugest relief when ppl don't give a shit abt you

? like that's probably a sign of some unhealthy shit but here we are idk

If you ever feel bad about yourself remember that if you were a fictional character people would probably love you for all your flaws and quirks and mannerisms that you probably hate.

ok i’ve decided to become abstract. next time you see me, you’ll see a series of colors and have the vague sense you’ve just met somebody

Star Trek writers be like: *creates compelling romance by accident* *creates compelling romance by accident* *creates compelling romance by accident* *creates compelling romance by accident* *creates compelling romance by ac-*

*turns off the light*

my cat, who can still see perfectly, watching as I bump into a table: Ah, she has toggled the switch that controls whether she is stupid.

i’m glad my mom caused most of my childhood trauma instead of my dad so my therapy sessions can pass the bechdel test