Uni Has Drained My Social Battery To The Point That My Maximum Energy Is 20% Of Its Original State

Man life does really be like that sometimes huh.

Chat, is it wrong to send my therapist a TikTok? At 11:15pm?

Guys. Watching Phineas and Ferb in Spanish. This shit is fire. THE FIRST EPISODE IS INSANE! ITS SO UNHINGED AND THEN SOMEHOW THE CHARACTERS ARE JUST CUNTIER IN SPANISH. Like they’re just insane. AND THE ENTIRE PLOT WITH PERRY US JUST

Yes see totally agree but how do I convince my coworkers to let me count fanfics for our book bingo competition in the office?

fanfic writers are so fucking awesome man. they write novel length fics that are sometimes even better than some published bestselling books written by professional writers. like fanfic writers are professional writers to me and they gift us their masterpieces for free. they give us something we can look forward to after a long day. something from which we can seek comfort when life is hard. something that can be our own little getaway. in a world of capitalism, despite everything, they give us all of these for free. like holy fuck. shout out to every fanfic writer. I wish all fanfic writers a very ‘I love you with all my heart and soul. I thank you from the bottom of my heart’

This is for that fic by clouds that hasn’t been updated since the day I found it but when it is. I’ll be the first to know

Me checking on one of my beloved ao3 fics that hasn't been updated since 2017

Today I tried to dress like a character (because usually I’m dressed like a bum) so I’m wearing like wide leg jeans, this purple turtle neck, a little gold chain and a beige knit vest that hugs my girlies pretty nice, with my white cowgirl boots, an oversized green army jacket and my headphones. And I’m waiting at the train station and I see ANOTHER character coded person with tattoos all up their (pretty muscular) arms and neck, ripped jeans, bright colored shoes, that matched his headphones, and at least 3 layers very specifically exposed their tattoos, chains on their belt and just an outfit that radiates this persons vibe so distinctly. And we were both kinda bopping to our headphones on the platform and it made me feel very much like a cross over episode where two characters from different shows (Supergirl and Flash, or Hannah Montana and Wizards of Waverly Place, or Supernatural and Scooby Doo) meet and maybe the plots intersect, but maybe I’m just Jesse and he’s just Adam Sandler and Ganganam Style is playing in the background.

Oh god. My daily reminder that I’m depressed.

i hope every single one of you outlives these hateful fucks on the news right now. i hope each and every one of you is able to find joy and support throughout these tumultuous times and i hope you get to live so fiercely as yourself. i hope you wake up one day to news that you’ve outlived those pieces of absolute shit and whether that brings you joy or relief or hope or what have you, i hope you live to see that day

-Hostage by Billie Eilish

I am starting a thread of songs I want people to make edits to. TikTok, YouTube, I don’t care if you send it to me through the mail on a dvd, if it has these songs to two (or more) queer fuckers I’ll watch it. Thank you.

-poltergeist by Blackbear featuring Baywatch

This is how MHA got me. Like come on man I’ve never been cool but now I have zero hope. And when I open the mystery character packs it’s like fucking cocaine if I get something good. Pupils dilated, heart rate elevates, I’m literally high out of my fucking mind on serotonin. It’s a $5 plastic toy that looks cheap as hell. To be it’s free drugs.

it's so wild to me that you absolutely cannot force a hyperfixation to happen. like you'll watch the most perfectly tailor-made-for-you content that everyone says you'll love and feel absolutely nothing, and then the thing you watch on a whim to fill time will reach through the screen and put its damn fingers in your brain and start rearranging the neurons right in front of you and every single time you're like THIS??? THIS??????? and this happens like every 6-12 months forever