Have A Jazzy Thursday

god i love losers

*Carefully cracks the lid on the jar of ao3 authors, throws some glow sticks in as an offering before asking questions* hey so how many of you were suddenly hit with the urge to write a fanfic the second ao3 went down, or is that just me?

look i know garcia is very chatty and can easily get pulled down rabbit trails but i also think she’s the type of person who once she gets really focused on something, she’s just completely unaware of anything else. Like she loses all sense of time, totally forgets to answer anyone’s messages (which definitely hurts morgan’s feelings until he remembers she’s probably sucked into a 4 hour video essay about a game that’s never even been released), and forgets to eat or sleep. so of course morgan makes a routine of checking in on her when she goes off the grid, bringing her snacks or dragging her away from her screens or kissing the top of her head and telling her it’s time to get some sleep.

just made it to incel tiktok on accident and their latest trend is filming themselves asking random girls if they have a boyfriend and then mocking the girl if she says no, and it really is making me realize how much of this is pure projection. you personally feel entitled to a romantic partner so you assume these women will be equally as crushed by some random guy insulting them for being single.

all the women in the video didn't have a major reaction either, they just looked kind of confused or surprised and went back to talking to their friends like one second later.

also it's funny seeing comments like "finally someone humbled them" humbled them for what??? the crime of not wanting to date you?? again, projection - they assume they got rejected for the reasons they would reject a woman then take offense to it. literally just hitting yourself in the face constantly as an ideology.

HOOT HOOT MOTHERFUCKERS, WAKE UP AND GRIND

matthew taking it off

Internet vernacular has completely altered what some words and expressions mean to me. Forevermore, I will hear the words "hear me out" will only and exclusively as "before you cast your judgements prematurely, please pause and allow me to explain how and why I should be allowed to fuck this thing".

maybe

maybe in another universe there could be a mother that won't look at me and see a cacophony of sin simply because i love who i love.

maybe in another universe she'd sit front row at my wedding and smile as i held a girl's hand in mine like she used to when i crossed the road. Do you have eyes of flesh? Do you see as a mortal sees? -Job 10:4

maybe she'd not avert her eyes

maybe she'd hold my hand down the isle? or maybe she'd just smile. i just wish she'd smile and stop causing me so much pain.

i can't find my fucking eyemask I need that thing to sleep it's a part of my carefully structured sleep routine and yes I have spare ones but that one is my favourite

i'm at home right now but you all heard the man, here's my motivation

be cool stay in school guys