i am staying on tumblr until the place burns to the ground but just in case:
i think love is when my best friend texted me a link to the ao3 homepage as a joke and now every time i open ao3 on my phone there's a little banner at the top of the page that says "from [name]" and i think of her
Y’know what? Fuck you. *Plays an acoustic guitar version of your leitmotif to show you still have tenderness and care in your heart, and compassion for others*
yeah? well fuck YOU *plays a music box version of your leitmotif to show that this is your home and its comfortable and nostalgic here*
No, piss off! *plays your leitmotif with immense reverb and a toned-down synth sound to show that nostalgia can also be about loss of what never truly was, a reflection of a reflection and a false memory of a false memory*
ok, boomer. *plays your leitmotif using discordant synth bass to display your spiral into villainy after you discover that your memories were a fabricated illusion that were created just to keep you complacent, and how that information is destroying you*
How many times do I have to teach you this lesson, old man? *plays your leitmotif in harmony with my own, intensity of both changing as our climactic battle’s balance shifts back and forth, eventually leaving only one with long, low pauses to musically represent our mutual struggle to overtake the other, yet not being able to exist in full without them.*
oh, you’re going to regret that! *plays your leitmotif on piano in short, soft notes to show that you’re being worn down, and that your energy is at a low, but with a steadily rising bassline that foreshadows your upcoming second form*
Stop fighting my lieutenants, this is not how you get promoted to right-hand henchperson *incorporates both your leitmotifs into my theme to show that all this time you have merely been an extension of a greater unseen threat*
Ok, question. Why not use the For You page at that point?
Because it sucks
tag yourself
was lamenting the fact that my eczema is flaring up when the thought "the itcher" popped into my head fully formed and unprompted and now i can't stop laughing
nothing in my life has ever made me feel smarter than writing things down in my designated puzzle game notebook. if i'm playing at home it's even color coded. i've outgrown the need for academic validation and i think i can kill god.
bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements
reblog to let people know it's ok to bother you with questions and statements
please bother me with questions and statements
adhd symptoms are always just mild enough to seem fake but just severe enough to make everyone on planet earth think you’re an asshole for having them. not a big fan of this paradox tbh
I'm sick of internet negativity, so let's combat it: reblog this and saying something nice/pay a compliment to the prev in the tags.
fetishizing that old man’s self destructive tendencies
Bothering the beast
JOHN WICK: CHAPTER 3 - PARABELLUM (2019) SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG (2005)
