Do you ever look up from reading a book and get disoriented because you’re actually in your bedroom or class or somewhere that isn’t the story?
All the time.
that terrifying moment when everything is happily resolved but the book still has 200 pages left
that terrifying moment when there’s too many things that need resolving but the book has only 20 pages left
IT’S JUST LIKE
my blog has become this weird mixture of fandoms, feminism, cats and really fucking stupid jokes that nobody outside this website would find remotely amusing
That awkward moment when you ran up the stairs and now you’re trying to hide your heavy breathing like it’s no big deal but you’re actually pretty winded and dear god you need to work out.
people who are younger than you but taller
every single fucking day