Curate, connect, and discover
being my friend must be so confusing. bc i just spent 2 years killing remus and everyone he’s ever loved for fun (in both reading and writing). i filter MCD in. my favorite past time is putting my comfort characters in the hospital. every fic rec i give is devastating.
but then joel miller, a 60 year old man who lowkey deserves worse, is killed and i (man hating lesbian) am inconsolable for weeks. i can’t handle it.
and my lovely long suffering best friends are trying to find the rule here but they just. cannot. and every time they try to clarify i start crying again