online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
I'm just... so tired of getting home where I'm supposed to rest and just. Having problems
How am I going to actually adapt to a job that's draining me more than it should when I get home and I can't escape these issues? When no matter how much we talk it doesn't get solved.
And on top of it I'm starting to think that it's not just the situation at home draining me so much that jobs drain me extra but I may be more disabled than I thought which just continues this loop of not being able to escape. Which fucking sucks. It's been like this forever. I jsut really hope it's not me. I really hope it gets better if I manage to move out.
it will always bother me that in the year of our Lord 1963, Susan said she made up the initials for the TARDIS, but that apparently every single other person on her planet and all over the universe for some reason call all of those ships TARDISes. they don’t have another name for it. Type 40 TARDIS. stole a TARDIS. did Susan name all of them? was Susan there at the conceptualization of the first one? why. why-
i like old doctor who, because the plot will be "the earth's core turns people into werewolves" and the doctor will be like "ah yes, it is because of the deep earth werewolf goo" and everyone is like "ohhhh"