I Need To Inject The Vibe Of Every Hozier Song Into My Veins Right This Instant

1989 and ofmd have a few too many parallels for the last episode to just so happened to have lined up with the release of 1989 tv…. i see you ofmd marketing team

another example of this was in one of my classes today we were doing safe space training (basically teaching people how to be allies) and the person leading it asked us to raise our hands if we had come out before and me and the girl I sit next to both raised our hands and looked around and it was literally just to two of us and it was definitely a brutal reminder that I am in fact part of a minority lmao

sometimes when i go out in public i am brutally reminded that being queer is in fact a minority as i am currently surrounded by straight people and i hate it

I told myself I wasn’t going to read crimson rivers until it was completed thinking I had at least until the summer till it was done only the find out that it’s one update away from being finished and now I have to decide wether I want to start reading it now risking me neglecting my schoolwork in favor of reading it for the next month or wait and save it till summer time like I have originally planned. Either way whenever I start it, I know it’s going to take over my every waking thought and idk if I’m prepared for that.

ok I’m on my evil bullshit again

im on season 11 of spn and i love how sam and dean are basically friends with crowely the literal king of hell and have yet to ask about how their dad is doing/if he is still in hell/is he a demon??? they have had him at their beck and call for how long and haven’t even brought him up

I am a woman in the way that a tomato is a fruit, as in some situations, yes technically a tomato is a fruit, but in other situations, a tomato also does not actually feel like a fruit, you would never put it in a fruit salad, i’m a woman on a technicality and I relate to the same things that women do (tomatoes grow the same way fruits grow) so in that sense yes I feel like I’m a woman, but also why the fuck would you ever put me in a fruit salad

if i could just exist in my bed under my comfy blanket with the windows open, a candle lit, and a long playlist of indie music ive never heard before for the rest of eternity i would be the happiest soul in the world

dorlene is SO phoebe bridgers coded

I wish I could fly. Or like float/swim through the air like it was water, bc then I would just take naps while levitating all the time. Just a cheeky air nap.

i need someone to write rosekiller babysitting asap

I wanna see what would happen if a child was left with barty and evan