I’m Not Trying To Be An Ad On Main, But Oh My God
I’m not trying to be an ad on main, but Oh My God
If you’ve ever thought about getting Loops earplugs, but figured “how much could they really help?”
The terrible hell that is living in city traffic? Suddenly it’s not bad to stand next to the street.
The 4 kids next door in the 3 bedroom apartment? I can only hear screaming if more than 3 chime in.
I can still listen to music and engage in conversation with them. Only downside is I’m very aware of the sound of my own breathing, voice, and my tinnitus.
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I looked at the news for 20 minutes and I feel like I died and was reanimated by lightning
Every Jason dies
life is so good when i pretend that jason never died
I swear I meant this to be a writing blog where I distract myself from my obligations but I keep thinking about Batman on main
Season One, Episode Two
I think it’s very fun actually, to have a historian fall in love with a nerdy vampire.
A Discovery of Witches, Season One, Episode One
If you haven’t seen it yet, try to make it at least half an hour in.
The dialogue gets better.
Also:
This is one of those times something get’s compared to Twilight and it’s not lying. This has strong Twilight-isms, for better or worse.
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I think my future self just walked into this coffee shop. Brb gonna find out.
Something something divine rights of kings -> the inherent idea that to kill something is to take its place -> something something to have growth interrupted into an offshoot you must kill off the original thing
Big fan of characters who “kill” their younger selves. Characters who resent the past version of themselves for letting them get hurt, who look at that kid and feel revolted by the foreignness of it. Characters who feel they have to cut the child out of them like a tumor because it’s hurting them too much and if I don’t kill you you’ll kill me. Nearly nothing remaining of that past self but for the little connections and mannerisms they can’t kick, and when it shines through, it’s a terrible, tragic thing, because the child is still in there. It’s in there and it’s grotesque in its suffocation. But it’s there.
I’m popping pills left and right
(It’s ibuprofen)
(The rain makes my joints ache)
You bought a cheap mirror from an antique store, not knowing it was enchanted. The mirror shows the reflection of the viewer 60 years in the future. You didn't realize it was magical because your reflection is... exactly the same.
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