being twenty five

i’m scared of being hit by a bus

when i was 16, 19, 12 i used to dream of it

not to die.

just to lie in the hospital bed

to have everyone check on me

and now i’m terrified of it

i’m terrified to worry the people i love

i’m terrified of putting my life on pause to recover

i’m terrified of being hurt

and that’s what growth means to mean

everyone always asks how to make friends in your 20s but no one has any helpful tips that aren’t super fucking embarrassing

i’ve started calling my mom more. i’m twenty four and a half years old and i’ve never been the type to call my mom. but in these last six months, i’ve found myself calling her when things are hard. when things are blah. when i don’t know what movie i should watch. and she helps me. and maybe she didn’t help me when i was small. but maybe she didn’t know how. and she knows how now. so i’ve started calling my mom more. and i cry every single time

god, you’re so much more than what you’re gone through

thinking abt moony toast 😭

just thinking abt how insufferable sirius and james would’ve been if teen wolf had been on while they were at hogwarts

i’ve been CRYING over a TEXTING FIC!!!!!!!

and the author will occasionally do narrated one shots but they’re exterior pieces

BUT THE GAYS HAVE BEEN FIGHTING AND NOW THIS CHAPTER IS NARRATED

i think i’m gonna die

dude i am all for supporting writers and fanfic writers don’t deserve to be critiqued as much as writers with editors and whatever but all this to say. why are so many popular fanfics so horribly written. i had to read “it was beautiful in the way only broken things could be beautiful” with my own two eyes i hated it

i wish i had undivided attention

crying abt luis making waffles while his boyfriend and their crime friends plan to rob hank pym