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Kylo Ren on the variant cover of THE RISE OF SKYWALKER #2

the new season of the white lotus is breathtakingly beautiful

crazy how hard it is to sever yourself from your parent

i can think of nothing worse than spending a week psychoanalysing yourself, trying to figure out what's going on, only to realise it's anxiety. just plain ol' anxiety. because you're stressed. no need for soul searching, just anxiety :)

i hate that so many websites are designed to be used on phones. even worse when they're so bad, using the app version is easier. i don't wanna use my fucking phone all the time

when writing fic, i suggest writing a polycule. it leaves so much room for creativity.

i need to block more. i keep seeing the most heinous fandom takes and getting upset. i used to be so excited to post on ao3, but these days, i'm concerned about he kind of feedback i'll get.

leaving the house 👎

knowing you are lonely, is one thing. going to therapy and discovering all the ways in which you are lonely, and how that has shaped your life, and who you are as a person, is an entirely different thing.

what do i win?

i don't think i can articulate the psychological torment of being told, "oh, that's an age thing, that's harmless" at the doctor, two days after your birthday

when you have an idea, but not the vocab to back it up 🥲

nothing shows dedication like using tumblr's atrocious search function to find your blorbo

matthew lillard, i love you

can't believe i've survived for 34 years (it's my birthday)

get in, loser, we're posting lock screens.

i really thought that golden globe win would gift us with at least one more fic in the anthony mackie/sebastian stan tag

why is it so hard to be kind to yourself

ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ˢᵗᵒᵖ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ˢᵗᵒᵖ usually Simon wakes up early and quietly leaves without waking Johnny up, but not this time because ❤︎R❥E♡A♥S♡ON❥S❤︎ #ghoap • #potatoarts

arson

got called really young today 🥰

the concept of generations has such a narrow application, but we're using it for absolutely everything. the only thing a generation truly has in common, is their birthday. the only thing we're using it for today, is turning us against each other, and unfortunately, it's working incredibly well.

did a read through of my wip and realised everyone is touching their face a lot. you know how writers always have a thing they use a lot? mine is face rubbing

i'm catching up on new amsterdam. i hate iggy so much. he's such a dick and he gets everything he wants. awful character

was looking through some of my old posts and it looks like i wrote about 200,000 words in 2024

sometimes life kicks you right in the dick

why did instagram just tell me it's too late in the day to send a dm and to schedule it for later? thought meta's whole thing was never stop grinding, sleep is for the weak, please don't ever leave me

remember when we used to make fun of "business" people, who wore those bluetooth things on their ear? funny how quickly times change

i hate renting. they changed the windows a few years ago and never insulated them properly. a snowstorm rolled in and i can feel cold air everywhere. i've told them a million times, but they always tell me i'm wrong. they even looked with a thermal camera and we all saw it, but fuck me i guess 🤷‍♀️

wild that we spent all those years social distancing, only to come out of the pandemic with zero spatial awareness

i think one of my biggest pet peeves is when people pronounce "woman" and "women" the same way

the only thing i want is for 2025 to be better than 2024

perhaps i'm an idiot, but i assumed lisa frankenstein would be a silly movie and that's what i wanted. now it's over and i'm sitting here with feelings and an unbearable urge to listen to cemetary drive.

for me, the only downside to being sober, is that so much alcohol comes in such pretty bottles and i can't get my hands on them (i know i can pour it out, but that's such a waste)

i'm so deep in gallavich feels, i don't know what to do with myself

i've lost count of the times i've cried. christmas is going great 😀

looking around at your family and seeing all the rampant, untreated mental illness, but you're the only one with a formal diagnosis, so you're the weird one

i'm 33 years old and i still cower in my mother's presence

i will never understand people who don't wanna help. you have to pay to access the train station toilets. 2 people were standing around, clearly waiting for someone else to pay. i have to piss, so i pay and hold the door open for them. last i was here, the woman who paid slammed the door in my face.

black box dye, my beloved