Anxiety Riddles My Bones

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We all love Neil in Jorts but have you considered Andrew as blond Gerard way stan?

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Nothing makes me happier than listening to that stupid podcast and going: oh fuckk it’s those bitches again

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Why do i have ao many emotions for those stupid bitches?

The captive prince books will be the fuxking death of me

I can’t handle this

The writing

Laurennntttt myyy boiiii

The intrige and deception

I pulled an all nighter to read that shit how do i explain that to my employer???

‘Yeah sorry i had to read about three parter enemies to lovers fic with surprising amounts of plot where i expectet to be smut but i am delighted??’

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Yeah yoshiki - ignoring that your (best friend) crush died and turned into a forest monster just so you aren’t alone won’t blow up in your face, i’m sure

Yeah sure he turns into colourful goop sometimes but else you can’t even tell

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Neil Josten, the pipe dream, the rabbit, the lost kid

You haunt my every fuxking thought

You wanted so hard to dissapear but in so many of us you are remembered

You are hated, laughed at, adored, sexualised

You‘d be proud of us caus that‘s exactly what you did with Kevin and riko - you little freak

Maybe with less fanart

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Whenever i run on 2 hours of sleep and my bodyweight of caffeine i become exponentially funnier

It‘s a heavy cross to bear but i just start pole dancing with it anyways

I will regret every human interaction i ever had in my entire life in the morning but atm i am unstoppable

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Dating is hard

Not for any normal reason

But because i gotta pretend i‘m human

And functioning

Instead of the fucking oracle of delphi on steroids

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Yamato my baby - i don‘t care what they say about you - you will always be my pretty boy

Go, bite the transphobes yamato, go!

I love that stupid man and his stupid dead boyfriend

My boysss

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Is there a scientific reason why i sometimes look at art and go: I want to fuxking eat that

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Once again gigling and kicking my feet at the thought of Sir Arthur Connan Doyle having a mental breakdown about the 162‘005 Works about his silly little detective on Ao3 - 133 years after he tried to get rid of the guy by throwing him off a cliff - what a looser

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Sun coded characters, but instead of bubbly and smiley they are real suns : giant spheres of plasma burning millions of degreees hot until they have burned themselves out and collapse so beautifully and hot and great until they fall into themselves and consume everything in thier vicinity gone as black holes

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Fuxk you Martin Scorsese - all your movies are shit except for the mafia one - that one is the greatest movie ever

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I‘m going insane over the ‚Knights of the borrowed dark‘ series

It‘s a young adult series published nearly 10 years ago.

I first read it when i was like 9 and that one fuxking guy still haunts me to this day

Graham McCarron the man that you are - the myth, the guy, the slave of lightbulb eating shadow monsters

He litereally invented ‚haunting‘ the narrtive. He smiles like a cat burglar. His hand is made of clockwork. He advises against using life threatening spells to do the dishes.

Nobody fuxking knows these books and i am loosing my mind

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Babygurl why do you have this air of tragic death around you?

Why do you look at me with eyes that will beautifully haunt the narrative?

Stop loving me so wholeheartedly that it will irreversibly change how i see myself and my relationship with love.

Please.

I just started to love life - babyguurl don‘t make me rage against god and the angels and the earth i stand on alone now

I am loosing my mind but i won‘t loose the memory of your lips

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Publishing ao3 fics i wrote while sleep deprived and high on caffeine must be the closest thing to how Victor Frankenstein felt creating the Creature but without all the blood and body parts :

I love you,

i don‘t know you,

but in every word, every facete of you i am reminded that I am your creator, your god

You hold the same flaws as me - even when i can‘t admit it - you were created by tainted fingers, there is no way you are not stained in the same colour as me

It‘s not your fault (but it is mine)

and now i abbandon you on this platform to be gawked at by strangers - go! Be gone wretched thing, my child

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They can never make me hate you Jamie Tartt

And they can never stop me writing angsty ao3 fics about you either