I read this sitting next to my window with my stuffed animals and a lit candle.

all a girlie needs is to be surrounded by her trinkets and have ambient lighting and maybe an open window with a slight breeze

Fuck it, we ball.

WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK

I come from a long line of people with something wrong with them

I was so tired at work that I didn't talk for the last hour (and didn't even sing on the way home). Saw my sister playing as a healer in Overwatch and the screen said "Assist Gay Noodle." I laughed so hard that it snapped me right out of it.

is THIS your man? [shows an image of a malnourished injured exhausted man with big sad eyes looking up at the camera with blood smeared all over his face and mouth. and he is visibly trembling]

This is how I imagine Astarion's design was discussed.

Crying, Screaming, Throwing up.

Being on this website is fun because you can absolutely tell when a blorbo clicks in someone's brain. You're scrolling, and suddenly out of nowhere there's like 12 posts about the same character back to back reposted by the same person, and you just know "oh. They're a permanent part of their psyche now." and honestly it's a vibe go off king

girls r like "but he's my comfort character" and then it's literally the most emotionally traumatized man you have ever seen ever

My taste in almost every realm of media

"how can you like this objectively bad thing!" because i have bad taste. move on.

Just learned about history. Appalled

loudly going "YOU'RE GOOD YOU'RE GOOD" to myself to ward off the memory of every embarrassing thing i've ever done