gabriellehull

[gabriellehull]

mentally a living corpse

[gabriellehull]

idk how to flirt but i can make things awkward if you're into that

[gabriellehull]

bitches be like “he’s my comfort character” and it’s just some dude covered in blood

[gabriellehull]

dudes will be like "women only date based on looks they wouldn't go for a guy who isn't conventionally attractive" meanwhile the women in question are thirsting over the ghoul from fallout bc he's cool and wears cowboy boots like looks literally have fuck all to do with it fellers

[gabriellehull]

"you're so quiet" sorry i forgot i have free will

[gabriellehull]

me every time i spend over $50 on something, no matter how worthy of my money it is: oh god. what have i done. what have i just done. what have i

[gabriellehull]

oh fuck this is a really good hill i gotta die on this

[gabriellehull]

i suffer from 'men are hotter banged up' disease. unfortunately there is no cure.

[gabriellehull]

“its been a long week” me on a Tuesday

[gabriellehull]

sorry I wasn’t in the mood to be a person today, sorry I forgot to keep a conversation, sorry my soul needs ironing. give me a moment, a day or a so. it’ll be good. I’ll brush my hair and change my clothes. I’ll laugh a lot. I’ll say important things. it’ll be good.

[gabriellehull]

The Breakfast Club 1985, dir. John Hughes

[gabriellehull]

John Waterhouse

[gabriellehull]

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

[gabriellehull]

"may thy knife chip and shatter" are they fucking insane. 'cause i am, and i'm rolling this scene around in my head nonstop for nearly 10 days now. absolutely deranged.

[gabriellehull]

Persuasion, Jane Austen

[gabriellehull]

True Love Waits

[gabriellehull]

"Could she really be there?"