I’m also a writer! I am not writing! I am following tumblr accounts!
Is there a single novel from the 1800s that is not gay?
"You're being a superstar and all I've got are victim cards" "But baby, when you touch her, I bet she doesn't flinch" "If we're livin' the dream, I hope we never wake up" "Gave a two-word response, and I was havin' a breakdown" "We could live off of magic and maybes" "Love's a verb and not a bandage" "I'm doing better, I made it to September I can finally breathe" "So Samson blamed Delilah But given half the chance I, I would have made him weaker too"
”baby i'm the illiad of course you couldn't read me” “and what was cheap to you was all i had” “oh mr bruce wayne where's that cape now?” ”nobody actually happy and healthy has ever felt so desperate to prove it” “i'm on a one way to trip to take over the world you could have come, babe i held out my hand” “well fucking sue me because at least then we could talk about it” “it was shining lights it was rock n roll”
Apparently my favorite genre is “deeply dysfunctional, unintentional found family of a group of coworkers (all of whom have attempted to kill at least one of the others at some point), facing off against increasingly horrific forces (their employers), that exist on a scale they don’t even begin to understand until they’re already in over their heads.
I survive for this very moment ;3;