every single Carly Rae Jepsen song will have at minimum one moment that is so sonically powerful and overwhelmingly effervescent it will hit me like an actual punch to the chest
oh ok so here’s the thing about queuing a post for the anniversary of lost girl’s final episode. i see the post i’m like oh my god somebody besides me is tamsin posting?? no. that’s me from several months ago. and now i’m remembering what happened to tamsin. anyway happy birthday lost girl finale i will never forgive you
i think it's so fun when characters recognize that what they desire - fame, fortune, power, recognition, unrivalled skill in their chosen field - can consume them, but they consider themselves an exception. because they're different; they're self-aware, they're smart, they know what they're doing. they're not going to get caught up in the rush and forget that what they're dealing with has teeth. so they feed it and they let it grow and they feel so certain that it will never eat them alive because they're giving it what it wants, and you don't bite the hand that feeds. until one day they wake up and realize that they crawled right into its open jaws and let them shut behind them and swallow them up a long time ago and they've been living inside its stomach cavity ever since.
disregard this post because you know what! heart is full of love. heart is full of love and joy and i am going for a walk at 6:30am because i cannot sleep and my body is physically shaking
hello tumblr. i’m having the most unbearable of unbearable situations so i have returned with my heart full of despair
let me just say this. if i was making a television show and i decided to engage in queerbait. i would have one character build a blanket fort for another. i would have them flip the coffee table up on its side to vault the ceiling, but also creating a barrier down the middle of the fort, separating the left and right sides. then i’d have the two characters lay down in the fort, one on either side, divided by the barrier. maybe one of them keeps looking at the coffee table like they wish they could see through it. but that’s just what i would do