the fact that there are animals who can see colors that i cant which means that there are colors that exist that it is literally impossible for me to envision is such fucking bullshit that i wanna rip open a couch and eat it
when you accidentally start watching a crime show and can’t get yourself to switch the channel because now you wanna know who fucking did it
You’ve got to go through it to get to the end of it.
Inspired by (x)
winter in boston… that is all.
If you can’t handle me at my fangirl you don’t deserve me at my feminist scholar.
Planning a story
Actually writing a story
me playing sports