Really Just Saw An Online Book Blog Say That Frodo Was The Main Character Of The Hobbit smh

one of the problems with having long hair is that when you wake up your hair will be scratching at your neck so you go to move your hair only to find that it’s actually coming from the other side of your head but there is a momentary panic of “where did this hair come from it’s not connected to anything” but no it’s just from the other side it’s fine, chill

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.

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?

Imagine your f/o singing the last song that you listened to

I so love (no I don't) how my older brother told my little brother that if they had been in the same grade, that my little brother would have absolutely been in my older brother's friend group. And then my older brother also told me that he hates being associated with me. So I think I have a reason to be upset by our relationship.

Music is powerful because it hurts. It actually, very physically hurts. It feels like a thick balloon is inflating behind your chest and it's spreading to your stomach and arms and fingers and you want to curl into yourself as if that will stop it from growing but it continues on. The nostalgia will only ever be nostalgia. The weekly visits with a friend are now barely even a text every few months. The fandom you dedicated your life to is barely even a passing thought anymore. The ideas that ran through your head now gather dust as a forgotten word document. Life is better, sure, but life used to have them. Why couldn't life be better and still keep them?

This would have never happened if you hadn’t listened to that music. But oh how beautiful those memories are, and there's a smile on your face despite the balloon threatening to pop if you listen a moment longer.

The only revenge I ever got:

Me: I think I’m autistic.

Coworker: No you’re not. Trust me, my brother is autistic so I know what it looks like.

*after the coworker has left and come back a year later*

Me: Hey do you remember that conversation we had last year about me not being autistic?

Coworker: Yeah?

Me: I got diagnosed. I am autistic. You were wrong.

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’ve never thought I was weird for being aromantic. Even when I didn’t know that I was, before I even knew the term, I thought everyone else was just weird for liking their crushes too much. Having that label is very comforting to me because now I’m like, “It’s okay, they’re still people. They just feel something differently.” Which I guess is what people who come to accept aros think, but I just find it funny that I think it in the opposite direction.

Sometimes I want to text my friends happy things, but then I wonder if they’re feeling like being happy, and maybe they’re actually having a bad day and I shouldn’t be happy while they’re sad, so sometimes I don’t text my friends at all.