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@necromantiste
Caught the flu and the fever dream I had about Higgs last night was insane.
I'm slowly forgetting your face
(I'm really unsatisfied with how it turned out actually...)
“You can’t fix him” I don’t wanna fix him! I wanna FUCK him! I’m a pervert not a psychologist!
I don't know who needs to reminded of this but you are allowed to change! You don't have to be the same person that you were yesterday, or an hour ago or even just a minute ago. Growth and change are natural, and even though they can be scary they are totally okay!!
being the weird girl always pays off in the end
if you ever find yourself writing fanfiction and thinking "this is too indulgent" that is the devil talking and he can go ahead and shut the fuck up
My husband and I just bought our first home in our dream location and I'm shaking with disbelief and excitement that owning a home could EVER be possible for people like us.
For years we worked long hours, took on extra shifts, working nights, dealt with toxic work environments and we don't make a lot. Everyone doubted us and we eloped so young with just a signing of a marriage certificate at some pub, 2 friends to witness, and a marriage celebrant to officiate. We went to McDonald's after to celebrate.
We've both made so many sacrifices with food, lived with housemates in some of the worst neighbourhoods, put off health stuff, and had to sell a lot of our belongings.
In terms of furniture we are literally going to be living on just a covered mattress on the floor and a fridge for the next year until we're stable enough to afford anything else but we're so fucking happy to finally have something to call that's ours.
Financially, kids and pets will never be possible nor would it be fair to have them. But to actually get to this point on our own, no help or support from family. To know that our sacrifices weren't in vain and that I get to experience this milestone with my best friend, this feels unreal.
"happy valentine's day to me," i say, opening ao3 to read about the same two characters falling in love for the twentieth time
Never speak to me or my 452 unread books again