thinkin about my two hundred different embarrassing and completely self-indulgent daydream universes that i’ve actually taken time out of my day to create content for and have never shared with anyone bc they’re that embarrassing but not being able to stop bc they’re one of the few things that bring me genuine joy
hot take… “let men show platonic affection towards each other without saying they’re gay” is useless and bad discourse and we should instead focus on gay men not being seen as gross and wrong
the stigma towards men showing affection towards each other…is caused by homophobia
Don’t trust morning you. Morning you is a dick. Morning you would sell your loved ones if it got them 5 minutes of extra sleep
maybe morning me wouldn’t be such a dick if that flaky bitch evening me had gone to bed instead of tumblring til butts oclock int he morning
Love is not in the least unavoidable, there is a choice made.
It is just that it is hard to know when the choice was made, or when, in spite of seeming frivolous, it became irreversible.
There is no clear warning about that.
Alice Munro, from Collected Stories; “Tell me Yes or No,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
Oscar Wilde, The Critic As Artist | Moon in the 11th House (via pegasus-astrology)
The point of fics set in alternate universes are to show that no matter what setting or circumstance, these two people will always find each other. I will find you. Every me loves every you.
Me ranting to Tati (tsuritamagotchi) two nights ago (via serenityundrage)
This is exactly the way I think of AUs, too. The last two sentences, though. Wow. So few words to just choke me up, there. ❤ (via random_nexus)
Penhales 