the fact that i love aftg so much is so absurd to me. ive read so many beautiful books over the years, books with intricate plots that constantly keep me guessing, yet my favourite? yeah, it's the fucking stickball mafia trilogy.
More than 1/8th of the White Mountain Apache Tribe has tested positive for Covid-19.
They have been hit EXTREMELY hard and I have seen no posts going around talking about it. It is one of the hardest hit places in ARIZONA, a state that already has horribly high case numbers.
They have a Covid relief gofundme. Please donate if you can and spread this if you can't.
Can somebody hire me to do night shifts at a museum? I’ll bring my own dinner that I made the morning of and my favourite book. I’ll wander around the place taking everything in even though I see it each night. Sometimes i’ll listen to music while admiring and sometimes i’ll listen to the silence in comfort. Can somebody make this happen?
me: *is staring into space in the middle of a lesson*
someone: damn, i wonder what she’s thinking about
my dumbass brain: you know, i get it. being raised as a superstar must be really, really difficult for you. always a commodity, never a human being, not a single person in your family thinking you’re worth a damn off the court. yeah, sounds rough. kevin and i talk about your intricate and endless daddy issues all the time. i know it’s not entirely your fault that you’re mentally unbalanced and infected with these delusions of grandeur, and i know you’re physically incapable of holding a decent conversation with anyone like every other normal human being can, but i dont think any of us should have to put up with this much of your bullshit. pity only gets you so many concessions, and you used yours up about six insults ago, so please, please, just shut the fuck up and leave us alone.
shipping incest or pedophilia is not an “unpopular opinion” it is fucking disgusting and fundamentally wrong and anyone who disagrees with this post can just unfollow me right now
i don’t want a meet-cute; i want someone to smash an exy racquet into my stomach, smile, give me a two-fingered salute, and say “better luck next time”