“They say women are made of water. So are some men. Most people fall in love for the first time as teenagers. I guess I’m a late bloomer. Maybe I’m too picky. On May 30, 1995, I finally fell in love for the first time. It was raining that night. When I looked at her I suddenly felt like I was a store. And she was me. Without any warning, she suddenly enters the store. I don’t know how long she’ll stay. The longer the better, of course.”
Fallen Angels | Wong Kar-Wai | 1995
moving accounts
hello besties <33 after a few days of contemplation and a series of impulsive decisions i’m officially moving to a new account for a fresh start! the content’s still going to be the same only a lot more colourful and as a result most likely more personal and more annoying too so if you feel like it, come and say hi to me on @glorfindels & see you all on the other side!! not going to ask anyone to signal boost this, i simply don’t have the follower count or the social media presence to make it worth anyone’s time so this is just a goodbye for approximately five minutes until i go and refollow everyone from my new account :]
if you want the rewards of finding a new favorite song then you have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of listening to unfamiliar music
god complex this, victim complex that… I have an underground complex, it’s where I perform my evil and fucked up experiments
honeytuesday
old friendship is like: i see pieces of you in every person i meet. you know exactly how i take my tea and i always remember to pick the tomato out of your sandwiches. we don't talk for months on end. your hugs feel like coming home. sometimes i look at you and see a stranger. we know each other's deepest hopes and fears. i get jealous of anyone that makes you smile brighter than i can. your love is the only stable thing i have in this world. we pretend we don't notice how far we've drifted apart. i miss you even when you're right next to me. we know what the other is thinking with a single glance. i'd die for you in a heartbeat.
i dont have like a degree or anything but i think assigning diagnoses to every behavior is probably not good for us in the long run
every few days i see some tweet or something saying “i just found out that ___ is a symptom of trauma” and it’ll be like getting shivers or rewatching movies or enjoying hot showers. even if it was all true i can’t imagine what seeing that stuff all the time would make me think if i was a teenager. at an age when you’re clamoring so much for identity it seems like we’re encouraging young people to identify with suffering just a little too much
worst movie trope is when the weird girl gets a makeover. fuck you. fuck off. i hate you.
dingdongyouarewrong
more movies where the weird girl befriends the popular girl and the popular girl gets a weird makeover
“I wish my favorite characters would go to therapy 😭 😭 😭”
well I don’t! I’m having fun. I hope they kill even more people
sick of fiction authors gaslighting me. none of this stuff happened. stop pretending it did
Stickin ur feet in a river is cleansing. You just roll up your pant legs and step into the stream. Bam. You’re a new man.