when i forget to log into ao3 and i have to click proceed to see an adult fic, i actually get a kick out of it. like i am an old timey queen and my bard is apologetic: “gentle lady, dicks doth touch in this next ballad. would you prefer another?” and i give him a gesture of command like, “nay, you may proceed, minstrel. bring forth the tale of dicks”
“you can’t love someone unless you love yourself first”
bullshit.
I have never loved myself
but you - oh God, you
I loved you so much
I forgot what hating myself felt like.
What a mood
I feel like not enough attention is being paid to the savagery of “said accurately of himself” right before the mood.
HEY ALL, i have created an update schedule for my writing, contained in a manifesto on my Dreamwidth. please give it a read at your convenience. thank you!
gordan ramsey said this on kitchen nightmares and it blew me away so i took a screenshot but amazon prime app censored me and handed me this work of art
i thot this was from evangelion
