I Feel Like I Need To Stand Up To Watch This Show

father paul is proof im a moronsexual

Sometimes falling in love with a character is about seeing yourself in a character, or what you could be, and drawing strength and inspiration from them.

And sometimes it’s like finding an angry opossum in a dumpster, eating your trash, and deciding it’s your baby.

I like the shows about women going through gradual breakdowns because I feel like it maps out the course of my own gradual breakdown. It’s uncomfortable but I feel like my hands being held through this

This was funnier in my head

"i don't watch euphoria" bitches are starting to be just as annoying as the people who do watch it like girl we get it you're not special

when Florence Welch said “but did I dream too big? do I have to let it go? and what if one day there is no such thing as snow?”

and when Mitski said “venus, planet of love, was destroyed by global warming; did its people want too much too? did its people want too much?”

"no way lucy liu can be in her 50s" "Lucy liu didn't age at all since the 90s" yes she has and she still looks good Why are you so obsessed with equating beauty to youth Why are yall so afraid to admit that you just find an older woman hot?? cowards

i thought everyone was kind of, a little bit... exaggerating. i had been in love, but it wasn't like that. the world was still just-the-world. the sky was lovelier next to them, yes, but love wasn't the awe i had heard about. it was deft and sly and beautiful - but i was sort of privately scornful of true love as a concept. i thought that poets are often full of drama - i'm a poet, after all. all the crying and sighing and world-shifting. i thought - nobody actually loses their appetite, nobody actually gets butterflies. people like to believe they're in love a lot, and the placebo effect will do things to you. no wonder other people lost sleep - i thought: well, that makes sense for them, but it is not going to happen for me.

and then i met her. and then it was real, and i knew something had opened that could never go back to sleep.

friend: you look stressed me: haha yeah it’s the stress