I Dont “have Ptsd” That’s All Just The Wizard’s Curse

sometimes, it's not so much about the romance as it is about the devotion. the adoration.

bitches be like “he’s my comfort character” and it’s just some dude covered in blood

we're in a swag recession

(bangs fist on table) i want him sweaty, whimpering, overstimulated, moaning, sniffling, twitching, squirming, whining, gasping, bucking his hips, drooling, begging (swipes papers onto the floor)

NOW

It is what it is *throws up*

laid up in bed googling normal things like have i ruined my life. is it too late

"not to be gross but—" i don't care!!! tell me the gross thing!!! tell me the tmi gross thing that is actually so fucking normal but we're conditioned to be disgusted by!!!