I’m just a needy piece of shit that needs constant reassurance that I’m wanted
what do u mean we’re not friends, we follow each other
who do i contact at marvel to get my life back
If the point of the Big Bang Theory was to show that male nerds can be just as sexist as male jocks then well done I guess
will graham tries to solve the mystery of who’s been smoking all the Weed with the help of Harijuana Lecter
do you ever just listen to someone’s problem and you have nothing to say except “I’m sorry” because there is literally no way for you to help and you get sucked into a vortex of guilt and despair because you are useless
"this fanfiction contains mature themes"
your favorite ship has to file taxes and it’s mad frustrating and creates relationship friction but they get it done and it’s a bonding experience they laugh about later. also eventually they will both die.