today in ‘posts no one is gonna understand or give a shit about but i’m really passionate about’: i’m watching sapphire & steel again

if you’re white and you act like race issues are just “unnecessary drama” or “discourse” then sorry to tell you but you’re just…. racist

yes white people CAN and probably SHOULD reblog this just dont add on anything.

I'm gonna say it!

Netflix needs to put THE NANNY on their list of shows to add!!

oh to be a cryptid living in the basement of the paris opera house, who is so annoying the owners pay me 20,000 francs a month to leave them alone

all fanfiction is funnier and sexier and vastly better-written when you read it at three in the morning, in the dark, lying on your side, tucked into bed, with screen rotate turned off. that’s just how it works. that’s just facts.

so grateful to have lived in three centuries: 20th, 21st, and March 2020

there’s a quarantine going on… no pressure but i KNOW ya’ll have WIPs

Repost to spread. (Not really humor)

God, I love this show.

me looking through the grey’s tags to see how they ended alex karev’s 16 season character arc:

My brother was diagnosed with depression years before I was, and because of that he started therapy years before I did.

I still remember when I was a young teen and he was playing a Nirvana song and he stopped it at this one line: “I miss the comfort of being sad”

He told me that when you start to get better, there’s a part of you that misses being sad and that if you start feeling that way you have to be extra extra aware and careful because if you indulge the feeling you’ll go down a self-destructive spiral

And even though that was years and years ago, I think about it all the time. Especially when I’m reading discourse on the idea of getting so attached to mental illness as an identity that you don’t want to improve things because you feel safe in it and don’t know who you are without it

I always think of that line “I miss the comfort of being sad” and my brother’s warning

ur twenties are weird. i have the priorities of a kindergartener again. i don’t know what in the hell is going on EVER. i like colors. i like soup. i want to take a nap

ITS HERE

I’ve decided to be sexier in 2020. There will be with no actual effort on my part, l just intend to be perceived as such