my aesthetic is elizabeth swann making out with jack sparrow and snarling as she handcuffs him to the black pearl and leaves him to be devoured by the kraken and the look of pride and admiration he gives her as she abandons him to his death
dont u hate it when u have a romantic dream about someone who u never thought about in a romantic way and then u wake up and have some weird crush on them like wtf subconscious why u gotta do this to me
One of the most tragic things I have experienced is going through old fic recommendations and finding most of them non-existent anymore. Like that was a good piece of writing that meant something and said something and someone worked hard on and now it’s just gone forever. Also thinking about those authors and how they’re grown ups now and probably not creating things like that anymore.
can we start a club for teenagers who were constantly complimented on their intelligence when they were younger and are now having trouble coping with the realization that they’re actually of average intellect at best
can this club…
Learning good study skills and developing reasonable expectations I imagine?