emptying and reloading a gun with practiced efficiency so you think i'm an expert marksman but you later find out that's just how i stim
Being in a smaller fandom is so weird because it's just like a handful of us going "Still like the thing??? Cool, cool, me too. Just checking in. Glad we still like the thing. I hope we continue to all like the thing."
sigh. wish i could write in english as well as i do in my native language . i do not know half of the words i'm meant to he using to fill out the mental image of the scene and it pisses me off
Adult realization: you will make mistakes, you will act irrationally. You will commit some wrongs that cannot be fully righted. People will dislike you and misunderstand you for all sorts of reasons. None of these make you a bad person. All you can do is try your best to be kind and just to people, grow and learn.
You’re in her dms I left her on read for 6 weeks because I’m emotionally incompetent
what they don't tell you about making friends is you gotta be a lil annoying. you gotta push past the fear of "what if they don't want to talk to me" and simply ask someone how their day is going, send a meme. you cannot connect to people if you're both just awkwardly waiting for the other to start.
like. imagine seeing your sibling at 18. and then not seeing them again until you’re 28. and then not seeing them again until you’re both 58. but you’re identical twins so every time you look in the mirror you wonder if this is what they would’ve looked like.
imagine never needing glasses but your brother did, and then in your adulthood your eyes get worse and you suddenly need glasses and you pick out the same frames your brother wore.
imagine always protecting your brother growing up cause he was different and kids picked on him. but you always protected him. and then you have a falling out and neither of you speak for years, and then finding out that in those years you didn’t speak, he was being isolated and tortured by a monster and didn’t think you’d come if he called. but then he calls and you go. and his house has blood on the floor in every room and writing on the walls and his journal devolves into paranoid ramblings. and you can’t protect him because you showed up and he got ripped away. and you can’t even ask him what the writing or the blood or the state of the house means because he’s gone. and you don’t have a penny to your name so you have to clean the blood up yourself and fix the house and live there. so you board up his room.
Do you think Deadpool ever tries to slip out of bed only for Wolverine to just *schnck!* and stab him into the mattress so they can keep spooning?
if u think im annoying now wait until i get over my fear of being perceived as annoying
Easter egg for office workers: if you go onto Excel and press ctrl+left, then ctrl+down, you will reach cell XFD1048576. If you put a dot in there, then ctrl+A and fill every cell in black, you can then print 34 million black pages from your office printer and get fired