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@mcquistonsource event 5: favorite character — alex claremont-diaz

i wanted to believe in some people being good and doing this job because they want to do good. doing the right things most of the time and most things for the right reasons. i wanted to be the kind of person who believes in that.

happy birthday alex claremont-diaz & @breematthew 🤍 

@projectliterature event 01 : 2020 releases   —  only mostly devastated 

maybe our happily ever after hadn’t worked on the first shot. and maybe happily ever afters weren’t a singular event. maybe they were something you had to work at, and build, and never give up on, as long as they were something you still wanted. 

man the bravest shit you can do in this world is love indefinitely

being vulnerable enough to tell people how much you care about them is infinitely more brave than pretending to be above love and using edginess as a method of self-preservation

SPOILERS: Red, White & Royal Blue + last chapter highlights

happy belated birthday @wrenhal 💕

🤣(death by laughing?)

your 12th emoji is how you'll die

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Adulting to me involves the stuffy things I have to do to survive. Usually, somehow forcing myself to be a good little human by skirting around the outer edges of society.

This world forces people to suffer hours every day just so they can eat and live under a warm roof. What kind of world is this? Why isn’t food and safety a right? Why are people struggling with more than one job just to feed their children? This is a broken world.

So I have to pretend to be like the rest of the poor souls and adult my way through life. Push myself in ways I haven’t before. Pay a bill for something that makes no sense to me. Don’t even get me started on taxes. Why am I working just so some invisible entity can steal it all away?

Is that being an adult? Or a blind pushover?

“Adulting” only reminds me of what I dislike about this planet. There is so much more to living than being forced to sit in front of blinding screens and working our fingers raw for a mere nickel that will only be stolen away in the end.

I want people to see how beautiful life can be. That the pressures we face daily aren’t what being alive is about. Life is about expanding our minds and entwining our hearts with those we love. Everything else is an unnecessary burden to bury in an empty field, then covered over in blue wildflowers.

Forget this adulting business. It isn’t being an adult to take on these responsibilities. It just means a person is old enough to officially take on roles we’ve been trained for since we first stepped foot into school as children. All those long years of brainwashing just for these happy moments of being an adult. I’m not particularly proud of what humanity is doing to itself. *sighs and wanders off*