love it when movies are under 1h 40m like yes girl get to the point
the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.
The bubbling desire to create something at 3 am is so lovable
One day I will stop procrastinating, but today is not that day
rewatching, rereading, or reliving your comfort series and then finishing it is the worst feeling. you start off alright, happy to be back. it feels as if you’re coming home, but by the time you end it, it’s like you’re leaving home. it feels so completely wrong but you cannot change the fact that the story is nearing the end. it creates an ache in your chest, you automatically miss it and wish to go back.
Parts of Me Never Left That House by Mada Hayyas
*scrolls through list of songs* ah yes, which one of you will accompany me in my routinely ritual of staring at the ceiling and zoning out
screw “socialising” me and my homies gonna dissociate