We have one friend like this. We stopped giving him advice because he would come to us as if to gain wisdom from the 30 year olds who had already gone through their bullshit 20s. Then he’d immediately go do whatever it was he wanted to do anyway. This is exactly the face I made. Every time.
I dreamt an amazing two chapters to madness. They were heartfelt and really hot and Sherlock was massively pregnant and swimming in the ocean and it was lovely. Now I’m awake and there is a blank page in front of me I have no idea where it went.
you know, when i said i wanted the real world to be more like harry potter i just meant the teleportation and the butterbeer, not the entire plot of book 5 where the government refuses to do anything about a deadly threat so the teenagers have to rise up and fight back
Beltainefaerie's Flights of Fancy 