aziz ansari’s voice in the back of my head faintly telling me to treat myself is going to be my downfall
physically i would describe myself as a noncommittal wiggly hand gesture with a vague “enhhh” noise
every single person you know has something in their life and past that is probably worth collapsing to the ground in an uncontrollably sobbing heap over, so be nice to each other and tell good jokes
having anxiety and depression is like being scared and tired at the same time. it’s the fear of failure but no urge to be productive, and it’s wanting friends while hating socializing. it’s like running a marathon with the willpower of a corpse because you want to get to the end but you also want to sleep and evaporate into the soil and become compost for snails and flowers because then at least you’re useful
Freshman year is like one big sexual pop quiz. You need to do your homework.
This is what you hear when I’m approaching. This is it.
my endless list of favorite otp/brotp
3. Jon/Ygritte (Game of Thrones)
∟» I love the smell of you,” he said. “I love your red hair. I love your mouth, and the way you kiss me. I love your smile. I love your teats.” He kissed them, one and then the other. “I love your skinny legs, and what’s between them.”
Lyanna & Ned Stark
“I was with her when she died,” Ned reminded the king. “She wanted to come home, to rest beside Brandon and Father.” He could still hear her at times. Promise me, she had cried, in a room that smelled of blood and roses. Promise me, Ned. The fever had taken her strength and her voice had been faint as a whisper, but when he gave his word, the fear had gone out of his sister’s eyes.
—-GoT, pg. 43
A Song of Ice and Fire alphabet:
↳ F for Friendship