I NEED TO READ I NEED TO WRITE I NEED TO CREATE I NEED TO DRAW I NEED TO CLEAN I NEED TO WORK OUT I NEED TO LEARN *watches YouTube for 6 hours*

people on this webbed site defending their blorbos

i rlly hope it gets easier soon bc i am fucking losing my mind

benefits of having a job: WOOO MONEY 🔥🙏🥇💥💥💰

bad parts of having job:

remember taking those "what job should you have" tests in middle school and the questions were like "do you think people deserve to suffer?"

10 or 11 little ducks have been spotted crossing the dash board

in the google doc. straight up "writing it". and by "it", haha, well. let's justr say. Nothing

The idea of dragons in modern times is so fun because imagine a hot summer day on your vacay and go to use the hotel pool and staff is like "valued guests we regret to inform you that the pool area is out of service at the moment, we apologize for the inconvenience"

And people like "wtf why" looking out their hotel room window and there's this. This dragon just curled up in the pool chilling, literally, cooling itself down

Some of the staff are trying to gently shoo him away and the dragon does a soft little "rrrrrr" like a grumpy cat and a warning puff of smoke and they're like "fuck it i don't get paid nearly enough for this" and no ones using the pool today sorry!

Fucking hate ai bitches this shit is poisoning my search results just like that tumblr baby crow post fuck y'all for real

the smallest artist i listen to? probably the bird outside my window

me: oh man im starving but im not sure what i should make for dinner……

the spirit of a 12th century templar knight that died a horrific death due to torture that started haunting me after i found a sword in the middle of the woods: spaghetti once more, prithee?

me: henry you are brilliant. spaghetti it is

major props to christopher eccleston for acting out the lines "i couldn't save your world. i couldn't save any of them" with such subtle and layered emotions while also struggling against mannequin people trying to throw him into a pit of lava (he is very clearly standing on a styrofoam pad lit by LED lights)

2024 is the year we stop “consuming” and go back to “reading/watching/listening to/playing” things

me every day without fail: I'll do [chore] when I get home

me when I get home: