So this is a blog I guess. It just has some words and stuff. Maybe you are interested in my life and the stuff I'm interested in.
Oedipa, perverse, had stood in front of the painting and cried. No one had noticed; she wore dark green bubble shades. For a moment she’d wondered if the seal around her sockets were tight enough to allow the tears simply to go on and fill up the entire lens space and never dry. She could carry the sadness of the moment with her that way forever, see the world refracted through those tears, those specific tears, as if indices as yet unfound varied in important ways from cry to cry.
Thomas Pynchon (The Crying of Lot 49)
it either takes me 2 days to watch one 50 minute episode of something or 2 days to watch 6 seasons of something
there’s no in between
being a multifandom blog means that there will be times when you forget that you have multiple fandoms and spend 2 hours blogging about one thing
once i was making out with a guy and got bored so i started playing a game of candy crush in my head
I don’t think I have ever laughed out loud so loudly from a tumblr post
I Was Trying To Be Funny But It Came Out as Really Mean: A 5-part documentary starring me.
How could I ever go back to normal life after seeing all this? I’m gonna travel with that man forever.
And this is when my heart shattered.