in the stripped club. straight up "jorking it". and by "it", haha, well. let's justr say. yuor arms off
i don't really like Armenia's song but i have to admit the staging is really cool
Thinking about how a series of unfortunate events could be read as mostly paralleling to an abusive home life. Fuck.
Wanting so badly for someone to help, and almost getting that but no one can fully fix the true problem. Being failed by authority figures. Not being Believed. Being openly ignored. Being only understood by other people who are powerless in their own situations. Encountering people in the exact same spot as you are and having a bond because of that but being separated and forced to just hope that they're ok. Something always messing up no matter how far you get. None of it being your fault. Just your situation. Accidentally hurting others along the way. Seeing people who never had to even think about what you do, and will never understand. Grieving the only people who gave you a sense of comfort because you had to leave and they'll never even know how much their kindness truly meant.
I really want to write a fic about John from accounting now
everything about skulduggery annoys the shit out of me.... this bastard doesn’t have stereocilia, an ear drum, or that weird snail looking bit yet he can hear??!??! fuck all the way off
Not one person in their right fucking mind would want to be Scottish except sick-minded Scottish people
better than being english 😌
her eyes were the sickly green of the sky before a tornado, and to his horror he discovered she could throw cows around just as easily
yes babe the sex was great but i never finished talking about vampires so i think we need to get back to that
I'm sorry but Vex is right. Pineapple does not belong on pizza
it’s canonical that saracen rue likes pineapple pizza and dexter vex doesn’t, i no longer like dexter vex.
Ruined monty from fnaf Ruin is just Jackie Kennedy's Fursona
Your roommate, Josh French. He never actually showers, but he always smells fantastic. You asked him about it one time, and all he could say was he showers when you’re asleep. He says that, but it’s been two months since he moved here, and the water bill hasn’t gone up by a substantial amount. You’ve never seen him eat before, but you’re pretty sure you can hear him eat when he’s alone. What’s really weird is he doesn’t have anything in the fridge. No drinks or anything. He has a job, but you don’t know what it is. All you know is that he’s always on time with his portion of the rent. He really only goes out to buy fertilizer, but he doesn’t grow anything. You keep seeing a bunch of empty bags of fertilizer in the trash though, so what’s he using it on? And why’s he always sitting on the eastern fire escape at like 7:00 am? It’s like he’s trying to take in as much sun as he can.