when people casually mention something you’re completely obsessed with and it takes every fuckin ounce of your self control not to propel yourself into the stars and scream for the rest of eternity about how much you love the thing
carrd? nah. if you want to learn about me you have to connect scraps of information from my occasional sentence-long tumblr tags and gay little rants I’ve been putting there since 2016. that is the truest wellspring of self.
ideal way that my followers figure out what the fuck is up with me:
everyone here hates when their posts blow up yet no one fucking hesitates to reblog already popular posts. no one shows that kindness and it’s wonderful. a mutual understanding that op dug their own grave by being a top notch clown and that’s their problem, not yours