“Nobody is coming to save you” but your day literally gets better after you consume art made by other people. You hang w friends & you’re no longer suicidal, even if just for a few minutes. They’re lying to you about the significance of community. People are saving you EVERYDAY!
the concept of liking fictional characters a normal amount does not appeal to me. i must treat every character i’ve ever loved like a dear friend for whom i would gladly lay down my life in the field of battle without a second thought