I Loved Making This Table Set✨🪐🪻

exy, trauma, repeat.

sorry for being so obsessed with that little man who lives in my head. as if i have any choice

the fact that the only affection jean had been afforded in the nest had been muted and shown in secret, and now his best friend is catalina alvarez and she loves so loudly

I'm not a hater but so much shit is stupid

group therapy

i think having a hole drilled in my skull would feel real good for at least 10 seconds

Erm how are we tonight

sometimes i randomly remember how insane maggie stiefvater was for making ronan lynch—a man that can create reality—a man of god, when he himself is a god of a man. then to take this man and have him be not only in love with, but a literal soulmate of a man named adam. parrish. adam parrish. who, mind you, lives above ronan's very own place of worship. and is the namesake of the first of mankind that the bible says god made from the literal dust of the ground (adam parrish: comes from nothing, hair "dusty" in color) and appoints him to care for the garden of eden (adam parrish: sacrifices himself to ronan's sentient forest). then has adam viewing ronan as a god and ronan saying "maybe he dreamt (created)" adam???? like who just fucking writes that and goes about their life?

The most terrifying part of having memory issues is when you can feel something from 5 seconds ago be thrown out the window and there's an empty hole where it once was. You remember that you forgot something.