I Am A Spectator Of The Lives I Most Want To Be A Part Of, And A Bystander To My Own Inability To Continually

It really was

The fecking slow burn that is Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase

as much as i love the trope of a character falling fast and hard for someone, i also love the subtle descent where they don’t really think about it; where that person is just kind of there until one day they realize that person is so ingrained in their lives and they cannot do without them. where there is no conscious effort on either ends to become romantically involved but somehow the thought of them being with someone else is disconcerting. where “i enjoy being with you” unwittingly turns into “i want to be with you”

Bsh I have to drive to my dads house once a month and it’s 4 hours!

americans think ABSOLUTELY NOTHIN of driving 7 hours. they’ll drive 7 hours just for dinner. they’ll drive 7 hours just for chips and dip

If a mass amount of people come out as pansexual and demisexual, would it be called a pandemic?

First pic is Blathers in the field, second is Blathers in the museum

stop drawing human blathers as a twink we all know he looks like this

I only drink juices that describe me

You mean swamp thing?

You know what’s wild?

Your body- like, the one you’re existing as? Your mind prison?- it’s not a wholly independant entity. It’s an ecosystem. You’re a bog that’s self-aware

So I have these two friends who know who the other is but they themselves are not friends. There have been two instances, one of them today, where one friend has mentioned a girl she thinks I could hit it off with. Both times, the girl she suggested was currently starting to date my other friend. And I can’t do anything about it cause that’s a dick move but like, how the fuck does the exact same thing with the same people happen TWICE??? And like, within a year too? This is why I’m single