Hi Brain, You Obstinate Fucker. I Drank The Clear Splashy Stuff. I Ate The Green Things. I Went Under

cranky because you haven’t had any prophetic dreams to aid you on your quest aren’t you

Everyone who plays around with Tarot cards long enough winds up with a “bad” card that they love. I just barely persuaded my husband not to get the Ten of Swords tattooed on his body; traditionally, it shows a corpse with ten swords stuck in their body and means “utter ruin,” but he thought that if it took ten swords to kill you, then you must have put up a pretty good fight.

honestly this is the most badass ten of swords interpretation i've ever heard.  i'm stealing this

Me entering the Marauders' fandom:

You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself start shipping Harry Potter's dad and his godfather's brother.

This too shall pass but like holy fuck

man, i love fictional wife guys

i walked into seekL because of a mystery masked man and walked out with pseudo-SQL knowledge i love dating sims

I am unfortunately just like other guys. I like trashy horror, dog poems, cannibalism as a metaphor for obsessive devotion, religious imagery, people who use my name in a sentence, academic validation, lying for fun, being bisexual and bleeding out in the snow.

for a while i tried being as Not weird, gross and cringe as possible and i tell you i was deeply depressed the entire time. turns out you need to be embarrassing to enjoy life to the fullest