I Got A Little Stuffed Animal Elephant That I've Started Carrying Around Everywhere. He Was In My Purse

I haven’t had a good long cry in a while and it’s annoying me. I need a fictional thing to lose my heart to.

"The day before there were another 23 victims. He's killing one off, every hour on the hour."

Okay but time is a social construct. Time is relative. How does the Death Note know what time it is? Which clock is it going off of? If I take it into a spaceship, fly off into another sphere of gravity, and ask for the death to occur at 6, is it going off the spaceship's time or Earth's time? How does it know???

Dear Netflix,

WHERE is my 12-25 episode long original fantasy anime about Santa as a gorgeous young man being bitter and a complete jerk with a tragic backstory that has an unnecessarily deep plot in which he overcomes his past and the issues of today to become the kindhearted man that the legend of Santa lends him to be with more complexity and emotion than it has any right to have?

it’s really weird to me that my life is MY life. like, it could have been someone else’s life, but instead it’s mine. so what am I gonna do with it?

Sometimes I get the sudden urge to reread a series from when I was younger and sometimes the book is not immediately available to me so by the time I get the books the feeling is gone and I no longer feel nostalgic and so I don’t reread the books.

I could never be a main character because I'm sensitive and insecure and depressed and I have anxiety and I would simply die after hearing anything mean directed at me even three times.

He has not even been back for a full week and he has already asked me out like four times and because I didn’t want to hurt his feelings I said yes to the last one. I thankfully work that day so I have an excuse, but I know he’s gonna try again and I don’t want him to.

Aro story time

So my friend who I am not interested in asked me to prom and I didn’t want to hurt his feelings so I said yes. Prom happened, it was okay, kind of awkward, but I found some of my friends at the dance and hung out with them. Doorstep time, he confessed that he had feelings for me, and in an attempt to reject him kindly, I think I accidentally led him on. Because I told him, “You know I identify as aromantic, so I could never like you back in that way,” and then I got worried about his response so I said, “but I’ve always said I could see myself marrying a best friend.” And then we hugged and I kissed him on the cheek, but I don’t even see him as a best friend?? And I still don’t know what to do about that even a year later because he moved away for work and he comes back in like a week but I don’t want to talk to him really because I’m scared he’ll ask me on a date help

I don’t go anywhere and I don’t do anything and I don’t have close friends I can trust with my life.

How am I supposed to write a book if I don’t know what living feels like

My friend and I decided that in a DSMP Batman AU, BBH would be Bruce Wayne, Sapnap would be Dick Grayson, Skeppy would be Catwoman, and Antfrost would be Alfred.

I FORGOT TO UPDATE ON THE VENDING MACHINE’S SLOT 66

Okay so I got the raspberry Twinkies, but unlike what I was expecting, they were just regular Twinkies with a raspberry-flavored coating. They were incredibly far too sweet, and I had a hard time finishing them. Anyways.