“Do you know what I dream about when I dream about Thanksgiving, which is a lot? I dream that I eat so much deliciousness that all the blood rushes to my stomach and I pass out right at the table.”
one thing I will never understand is how normal people are unaffected by movies or books I mean when they watch a movie or finish a book they say “well that was a good movie/book” and they move on while I have an existentional crisis and question the whole universe
[violently watches every movie with favorite actor in it even if he’s only in it for fifteen seconds and has no speaking roles]
i think my problem is that i’m trying to be a fictional character in a non-fiction world
im trying to be more positive *sheds electrons and becomes highly unstable*
have you ever been so in love with a fictional character so fucking much you don’t know what to do, so you just spend 37 hours looking every single last detail about that character and cry.